Red Petals

Red Petals

	I bring you roses with no extra demands
They are pretty just like her, the thorns prick my hands
	A rose every single calendar month
A ritual that cannot ever seem to be yet enough

	The red petals match that red kiss
The time our lips met for that lover’s sure bliss
	The petals are soft to the silky touch
But now I think I do not love you dearly as much 

	Time passes, and I dream of us
Back together I wish we could be, now a must
	The rose does have its cutting thorns
Though we are not together, my heart is still torn

	Now separate, we are back to our own ways
Sometimes I wish that you were still with me somedays
	The thorns have cut through my beating heart
And your petals are still beautiful, they are a work of art.

Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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