My endless thanks go to the reviewers who, in their own timely manner, have inspired me to continue with these poems. This particular poem goes out to Wolf Pack Leader, and will be read as Jeremie's point of view. Read, review, and enjoy!
Red Rose
There's no pain like an unreachable love.
This I know all too well,
When I hear your voice like a bell
Wrung by angels far from above.
But what am I to do,
And what can I say?
When I think everyday
I'm so in love with you.
And still you stand alone,
Unknowing of my love,
Or what I'm thinking of,
In silence of chilling bone.
A rose couldn't smell as sweet,
A swan would pale in beauty,
Shakespeare would seem moody,
As your eyes and mine meet.
Red Rose
There's no pain like an unreachable love.
This I know all too well,
When I hear your voice like a bell
Wrung by angels far from above.
But what am I to do,
And what can I say?
When I think everyday
I'm so in love with you.
And still you stand alone,
Unknowing of my love,
Or what I'm thinking of,
In silence of chilling bone.
A rose couldn't smell as sweet,
A swan would pale in beauty,
Shakespeare would seem moody,
As your eyes and mine meet.
