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
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2014
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