Poetic Love, Poetry Corner Poem, The Red Rose

 

YOU COME TO ME EACH AND EVERY NIGHT. NOT AWAKENING ME
YOU BRUSH YOUR HAND ACROSS MY FACE.

THOUGH I NEVER SEE YOU THERE, I KNOW EACH AWAKING
MORNING YOU HAD BEEN HERE IN THE NIGHT.
EACH NIGHT YOU COME, YOU LEAVE A SINGLE RED ROSE UPON MY
PILLOW.

THE ROSE IS DEEP RED IN COLOR.
IT'S THE SYMBOL OF LOVE. EVERY MORNING AS I AWAKE I SMELL
THE SCENT OF A RED ROSE.

LETTING ME KNOW YOUR PRESENCE WAS BEFORE ME, IN THE
NIGHT. AS I LOOK ON THE PILLOW NEXT TO ME THERE LAY THE
RED ROSE.

Copyright ©... ANITA HOGUE, JULY 2000, (U.S.A.)

 

 

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