Red Red Roses

Red Red Roses

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

Make me forget to breath - 
(Red red roses and
Bright fire diamonds)
Feint and fluttery,
See if I say yes. 


A hair clings to the 
Cold wet of your glass, 

Glittering in the red red lights, 
A hand on my hips, my back, my arse, 
Is this a good night? 


Tear drop petals spread on our bed, 
Did you do this? 
(Red red roses, wilt and die)

A glimpse in the dark, a flash of light, 
What is this? I know not.

But I'll sing along. 

© 2012 Beatrice Mars

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I like the ending
Very nice indeed

Posted 2 Years Ago

A glimpse in the dark,
a flash of light.
Nice write.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I like this poem very much. Red roses represent eligance and beauty. And singing along with this occasion is why red roses are very special. Great job. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago

I love this. I'm a sucker for well written subtly sexual poems.

"But I'll sing along"
I can't say I completely understand your choice of that line but it seems to work perfectly. I liked it.

Thanks for sharing.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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4 Reviews
Added on October 8, 2012
Last Updated on October 8, 2012


Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom

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