7/30/2006

a kissful young pink rose


a kissful young pink rose

a kissful young pink rose
sweet and tender
like the hands of love

it gives shadow on grass
reflections on water
standing up against my nose

& i could smell it

oh i know this rose
this kissful young pink rose
it blooms everyday

blossoming while tiny butterflies
go dancing around
in the spiritual winds

yes it opens for
sunshine & rain
maybe snow

i wonder
how did i know
about this rose

this beauty & poetic

more million kisses
to reach ur nose
if u ever smell the pretty petals & the stem

then u would realize
i am this rose
this kissful young pink rose

that grew up
in the inner being
of my heart
~
©2006 kai croft


2 comments:

Aurora said...

Awwww, how sweet!

Poetry by Kai said...

thank u aa