passed the red rose
you gave the red rose
to him
he gave it to me
but i put it down
on the table
looking at its crimson beauty
the way love smells
i felt and
thought of
just my crush
it was not a rose
it is the sweetest love
that passed on
right back to me…..
♥
3 comments:
this has so much warmth in it
thank you
thank u
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm, this sounds like someone whose heart has been broken by that rose, nice work Miss Kai
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