Indecision
She pursed her lips to say adieu
And over her shoulder a blossom blew.
"Twas from a rose went blowing free
It's fragrance tease the air you see.
She loved the scent of a rose
Which touched her heart and tickled her nose.
She sat aside all thoughts to leave
Her lover had pulled the rose from his sleeve.
C. Alvez
Copyright © Cynthia Alvez | Year Posted 2012
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