20 Οκτ 2009

Wishful rose


-Petal Petal on the floor,
who's the fairest of them all?

-It is I, the hand of rose,
lover's wish whom Cupid chose

-And thy wish what may it be?
Is it love or is it me?

Bid thy lover my regret,
it is I, not wish per due respect

Raise thyself from off the floor
Climb on rose & close its door

For the hands of love and time
They are skilled, but are not mine.

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