Bitter Rose
It's you my bitter rose
That's how I am going to call you
To let everybody think that
You are bitter
This way I will be
The only one to know
Your real taste
If you become mine
I will nourish you
With the manure of my poetry
I will caress you
With the soft breeze of my tender
And water you with pure love
I will always called you that way
In a way that only no bees
Will come near you
But the truth
Your taste only me knows
Best solution...
...that you will be just mine.
Copyright © Shirley Madeleine | Year Posted 2009
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