Jo Bien Poet Verse

Bed of Roses

That perfect day
When we first met
Though cold and windy
Holds no regrets

The connection was forged
The desires were strong
Flirtatious glances
From hearts with longing

The crescendo builds,
And the passion starts
Anticipation meets
Long after dark

And the bed of roses
On which we lay,
The sheets now cold
But the  feelings remain

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James Fraser July 29, 2009 at 7:23 AM Excellent write JB, roses in poems are something else>>James

Charmaine Chircop June 8, 2009 at 10:50 PM deep cut on tender heart---after darkness there is light,time will make us see--life is still beautiful---great write--charma