A poem I wrote from yesteryear

naltedtirt (66) in poem • 5 years ago (edited)

How could I be so fortunate? You are the one I chose.
You fill my days and sleepless nights. You are to me a rose.
Your lips (soft petals) are rose red and velvet to my touch.
Your sweet fragrance fills my head. I want you oh so much.
Is it too forward to say my dear? You make my body harden.
You are to me a single rose growing in my garden.

Let me be a sun to you. Warming, calming, bright.
Let me taste your petals, ripe with dew and fill you with my light.
And though sweet lady, we have just met, I am not to you a stranger.
Hide from me your thorny side and shield me from all danger.
Come for me my darling. You are the one I chose.
To me you are my fantasy. To me you are my rose

just a simple poem I wrote once upon a time. Just a poem and not a very good one. Please enjoy and take no offense.
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5 years ago by naltedtirt (66)

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kerrislravenhill (63) · 5 years ago

I like roses, but I got to really work on my only rose shrub to get the better blooms, i just need to properly prune back the shrub more.

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naltedtirt (66) · 5 years ago

What kind of roses do you have?

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kerrislravenhill (63) · 5 years ago

A huge, well it was huge shrub rose that was here when I bought the place . resting at a sunny southern exposure. A little leaf rust issue, home to an ant colony. I was told it is a small soft Red-pink bloom, Princess Anne variety but don't quite remember. On the North side I have a Scarlet bloom Rhody.