Poem 2#
Down In The Rose Gardens
Down in the rose gardens
One so large and abundant
Red like wine we're it's people
Who grew on bushes
Bushes that have grew to please
My lonesome heart
But never a rose so beautiful
That in my many, many years
Have I felt it make a shell
A shell so cold
Looted off of it's contents
Only the rosy core left cold and broken
I have never thought that I would see the day
Fall before me, as the shell
Once again, tripped upon it's steps
As I laid eyes upon a rose
A beautiful rose
Striking amongst the red
Pure and White
I have decided
After many moons have passed us by
Greeting and waving was too much
For this shell of mine
Waiting for just one embrace
Just one touch
Just a word
I find that I can not
I am too afraid of you
Or am I of me?
Do you see me, my white rose
I can not help admiring you from afar
Petite is the stem that keeps you upright
Pure is the only color I think of
Whenever I gaze upon those petals
The lean curves of your gorgeous hips
Gaze upon me one more time
With your calm, lavender eyes
Say a little more than a 'how are you'
Embrace me my rose
For I have eyes for you
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