A Rose Grows Next Door
A ROSE GROWS NEXT DOOR
Why did you ask why we did that?
Who knows?
Who knows why a rebel held a rose
A rose who rose to the occasion
And lent the rebel lessons on how to hold a flower
Properly and not property as such
Tender to the touch
Lest the remnants of lavender be shed from lips of moisture born
That rebel realized upon this rose she bore no thicket nor thorn
Two souls so close
Yet with minds set so far apart
Yet heart met panting heart on nights of youthful yearning
The younger rebel bent on learning
That rose dripping virgin dew
And suddenly the garden seemed brand new
That rose laid the rebel’s head gently on a cloud as angels declared it her bed
While a rebel was held captive by every petal of pesplendent red
And that which the rose had said
She said “I am a rose for a rebel to behold,
I, a bit older, yet here to stoke two smoldering desires
A rose who grows and a rebel who starts fires”
……………………………….Why?
Why did you ask why we did that?
Who really knows?
Do you my rebel’s rose?
© 2011.….~free cee!~ Phreepoetree
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