I felt the silky rose whisper
Something to the enchanted lover
And I recall your warmth
As you stood over my piano
Strolled in the patio
Was it your generous smile?
Or your dignified allure?
And your unforgiving temper
With your kind eyes
Turning into scathing ice
Was it your earnest approach?
Pleading for solidarity
Fearful of mockery
I await the click of your shoes
As the rose continues to whisper
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That is a very nice poem! I like the way the tone of the poem changes the further you go along! Thanks for liking my post as well.
Thanks a lot for the appreciation 🙂
I love your poems! Every time I read them, I feel your rushing emotion.
Thank you for your appreciation and empathy. Your write-ups are also very interesting, especially ‘What a Beautiful Night’ and ‘When I Look in the Mirror.’