Pick Me While I Am A Rose
by Brenpoet
Posted: Saturday, August 21, 2004 Word Count: 87 Summary: Youth, and its fleeting beauty. |
Pick me while I am a Rose
Before my petals die away,
Red and sweet, they bloom today
In deep and velvet hue
Pick me while my potent scent
Intoxicates, with heady glow,
Seduction is its purpose now
With fragrant, honeyed dew
Pick me while my pollen clouds
In yellow dust before your eyes,
Enticing you, with wanton sighs,
To make me all your own
One day, I will shed my gown,
My crimson raiment fade and wilt,
Tarnished jewels, strewn and spilt,
From Summer's ruby crown
Before my petals die away,
Red and sweet, they bloom today
In deep and velvet hue
Pick me while my potent scent
Intoxicates, with heady glow,
Seduction is its purpose now
With fragrant, honeyed dew
Pick me while my pollen clouds
In yellow dust before your eyes,
Enticing you, with wanton sighs,
To make me all your own
One day, I will shed my gown,
My crimson raiment fade and wilt,
Tarnished jewels, strewn and spilt,
From Summer's ruby crown