The girl with a rose

When I see you standing there,

Holding a pink rose in your hand,

Thoughts run through my mind,

Secretly, I wish,

I am the rose you are holding,

It must be feeling so delicate, so soft,

When I notice the ring on your finger,

It makes me think over and over again,

Are you taken?

Have I lost?

Looking at your fingers, oh so pretty,

It makes me wonder how your touch would feel on my skin,

I promise you,

The rose you have with you now will never ever wilt,

It will stay as pretty as it is now ,

Just like the one who is holding it in her hands,

On the day you are ready to know me,

Look at the rose and smell its never-fading scent,

My attention will be on you and I will be there the very next moment ,

If you can't touch me, you still have my scent with you.

 

 

 

Reviews

[MarkGMelvin]

awe dats so shweet
nice job loved it

peace wmmelvin

[Anthony]

I'll agree with cappi here. Well done.

[Ama May Cooper]

A very sweet and sensative tale. The cliche use of roses for love is actually well done here.