Petals

Whispers abound like petals on the wind Trying to catch the sound Sounds like, I have sinned  Sinned in thought or deed is my next question, "why had you the need" Thought this must be a lie All those odd occasions when you went out alone Were they secret liaisons? Were you on your own? Were our shared kisses meaningless to you. The heartbeat misses that making love will do I picked a rose, Lost myself in its perfume Heavy and wet as with tears Petals I have strewn Seren Roberts