Prompt:
((A vertical split scene with two scenes)) Scene 1: A drop of rain runs down the petals of a rose, Gentle as a woman's hand in a moment of sensuality, Tenderness permeates every movement and glance, And desire creeps in quietly, like the night wind. A rose blooms, like a heart that longs for touch, And a woman's laughter sounds, like a melody of joy. In her eyes flash - it's fire, it's intimacy, Every gesture is a dance of love, full of beauty. The rain paints tiny drops on her skin, Cool, but warm in the feelings it awakens, A woman, like a flower, in the fullness of her radiance, Laughs, lighting up the sky with her gaze. Desire is a whisper, which is born in the rain, Beauty is dew, which on the lips will stop, Joy, intimacy, sensuality - all in it, As in a rose, which in the rain blooms quietly. Qqpin Scene 2: A rain soaked man water inundates his cream color cotton clothing, He tends a rose garden various garden implements adorn the ground, His face captures a practice, honor in work, a labor in love, happiness, A twinkle in his eye reveals a deep connection and longing for 1 another. The rose bushes seem to arch around his path as if they part their thorns, A way is revealed as he seems to be making his way, each in honor, love, Each rose has a vibrant hue a kin to a rainbow, in a chromatic whimsy, Each plant seems to radiate a voluminous glow a subtle energy emanates. A cosmic desire, this magic in energy and light seems to cross gardens, magic of the stars show bright, in a grace, a sultry light, with a crown of jewels, The moon looms large between patchy clouds, along with islands of stars, A boon is felt between the pair a knowing is held with not even a stare. Aaron Baker
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