
In winter's icy grip, a blossom so fair,
January's child, beyond compare.
With skin so soft, like a velvet touch,
A token of love, a gentle blush.
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Against the snow, standing so bold,
A ray of pure joy, a story to be told.
A sweet fragrance, a whisper in the air,
A beauty paired with green, given care.
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Winterโs flower, a mysterious clue,
Blooming amidst the frost, awaiting the cue.
Scars caused by thorns, catching the light,
A tribute to strength, shining bright.
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Each Delphic petal, a secret to keep,
With patience, a tale to reap.
January's rose, a symbol of grace,
Natureโs monument, a loving embrace.
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An innocent blush upon snowy cheeks
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A sweet whisper upon the lips
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Forever lost in mossy green eyes
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Gently clasped in a loving embrace
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Beauty upon a freshly fallen snow
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In bliss kissing a rosebud mouth
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Januaryโs rose
The beauty of innocence
Flawless perfection
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Soft velvet kisses
Given upon a clear brow
Purityโs offering
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Forever afloat
In a mossy green abyss
Mesmerizing eyes
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