A/N: This is a lame attempt at
a poetry competition in the University of Puerto Rico. However, I hope you get
it. This is mine and ya can't steal it!!!
Strawberry & Petals
Soft petals from a
red rose
fall in to the river.
The strawberry's scent
is enticing as water in a desert.
Little droplets of
cool water
make the rose look fresh.
Then I take that flower aside from the rest
I pick every petal
from the rose and throw'em in when I bathe.
Listen to the sounds of the petals when they touch the water.
The air becomes
filled
with a scent of things that taste.
With all the petals that surround
my bathtub when I bathe.
I take the red
petal
and brush it against a strawberry.
They match in color,
and they match in taste.
The hot water turns
red
as I bathe in it.
I close my eyes
as my body becomes aware of it.
I open my eyes and
the night crept upon me.
I look at the petals, all over me.
I rub them around so the smell mixes with me.
It's the perfume of them, that I want, when I go to sleep.
I dry the petals
and throw'em on my bed.
But when I lay on it, I'm still soppin' wet.
I close my eyes and drift off to that place
where time doesn't matter , where love is everything.
Sweet red hot
petals and strawberry
you've served your purpose
tonight you've accompanied me
forever, in me, this night I will savour.