tantalizing scent of a single rose
Oh, how it conjures fancies and such
Its gentle fragrance, a faint remembrance
of a once favored, intimate
Only another distant flower knows
Each thorn spurs an urgent tremor as if, a tender, pleading hint Deeply silent cheers, muffle latent tears enfolded in swirls of vibrant tint Through the seasons it endures
Melancholy caresses of a velvety petal never fail to stir a suggestive mind A long ago Summer day, your certain way Cherished moments lost in misty time Where the dew has yet to settle....