She said she loved me. She said other things more naughty.
Up till the dawn breaks, talking everything.
I wonder if she ever thought about what she did to me?
Her slender arms, and pale white skin, looked heavenly.
I can’t describe her eyes or lips, Angels would be jealous.
We were never careless.
Lifes problems always kept us away from each other.
Change of heart, She never wanted to be together.
Lonely, she needed a friend.
Rose pedals wilting can’t ever stand.
Manipulation and lies always at the end.
Quick Romance for a Rose
22 Saturday Dec 2012
Posted in Poetry
This, wow. Crazy how well I can connect to this. Too well, actually. Great poem.
I am so happy you read my poem and could relate to it. (Even though its a little sad) Thanks for stopping by.
Romance is such a hard game. Especially for those of us that don’t play it as a game
its so true!!! thanks for reading as always. I’ll email ya soon.
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