FOUR ROSES

Thinking tonight...

Dreaming of the impossible

Four roses in my hand

I brush them softly on my skin

Pretending . . . and

I hear your voice

It beckons from my dreams

Your verses soothing,

The gossamer blouse a coveted thing . . .

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Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

This is skilled use of rhyme, to end rhyme and make it sound like normal speech.
Bravo, Dessi.

Winston

[Dessi]

So much appreciated coming from you. Smiles.