rose
i dreamed that you asked me of a rose
you were smiling a sheepish smile
the rose you held the scent lingers in the air
you asked if it was i who sent the rose
i answered but with a smile
and your eyes said it all
the eyes of pure beauty smiling
i wonder if you shared the dream
as for the rose did you actually get it
did you really wonder who it was from
did you even suspect me at all
you did not mention you did not say
i hope that you got it i hope that you did
and i hope that you suspect it was me
you are ageless i too am ageless
the rose says it all
a single red rose
and i wonder what you’ll say
when you know it was from me
will you be surprised or shocked
will it make you think
was it enough
or perhaps too much
Monday, May 31, 2010
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