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Wish somebody had sent them and I had lovingly decorated them with a crystal vase The more I look the more quiescent I become Something is definitely missing. Something is stirring A faint, fleeting image Romance? What's Romance for you? Roses and candles and myriad of poetry Or a kiss based on Love The world is getting darker. They're just roses, nothing symbolic A pity, a hope is lost. Roses, how peculiar people connect you with Love! Remind me of blurred memories Past or Present? They are gone. I only have myself. The smell intoxicates me, I'm lost in the elegance and beauty of perfection My heart no longer talks, it walks away instead Roses, passionate and aware ones, what should one do if she feels detached from her feelings? Heartless, you are sinking to oblivion then merging with The Void. 06-05-1999 |
