A gentle rose
Waits for you
Your touch, your caress
Your gentle care
Its scent intoxicates
Mesmerizes
Throws me off balance
Just like you do
It asks to be placed
In your hair so silken
It begs to adorn
Your radiant beauty
The rose is simple;
It wants to fulfill
Its purpose in life
To be an object of beauty
But it cannot wait longer
For it will die;
It simply cannot live
Staying away from you so long
But I believe, against hope
It would live till you came back
Because I know for a fact
You’re worth waiting for.
© 2013 Mihir Kamat
Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt – Cupid’s arrow
Featured image courtesy of Google.
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