Dancing in the wind,
spreading your handsome wings,
you brushed against me, again...
oh how my heart sings.
All perfumed up to attract you,
my redness gave me away.
When you prance and model by,
you bring more color to my day.
Whether dew coated in the morn,
or sun glazed at noon.
You'll woo me with sweet advances,
swindle my love, then leave too soon.
So I gave, I surrendered,
each time you visit me.
Didn't know the substance of my love,
will soon be barren and empty.
And yet.... I gave it all,
you were drawn to me, as I were to you.
But along with my heart,
my petals were falling too.
One by one, they fell,
my love where did you go?
Along with my fading color,
so was hope for tomorrow.
But tomorrow came.. I was drained and empty
yet filled with withering woes.
I'm drooped and all out of petals....
This broken hearted rose.
Copyright © 2013 By Keisha de Verteuil
Saturday, May 4, 2013
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