A half dozen roses
Sit on the night stand
Gawking at me across from my bed.
Dawning velvet coats
Of lust-rich red
Why couldn't they be from HIM instead?
Their jackets open
As time greedily passes
Pieces each day stripped and shed.
He's waiting I know
For love in return
But he won't receive a single shred.
Their faces age
And their bodies shrivel
Yet their image instilled inside my head.
"It takes more than a rose
Or five or six
To win a heart that always bled," I said.
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