Fragrance of Yesterday's Air

I dream of roses and a lover's song The fragrance lingers from yesterday's air, of sensual touch, when nights were long And I was drowning in her falling hair I gave her roses of passionate red Spreading petals around her sweeter scent We'd drink from love's cup, drunk on the unsaid Lost in scented roses, fragrance now spent Exposing her soul, revealing her cry Who loved red roses and passionate love A fiery white light that burned through night sky She was a lover. One.... dreams are made of I gave her red roses, for times lover's share, She gave candled nights, beneath falling hair contest Roses Roses Roses