The Roses I Know: The Green RoseA Poem by amailleia#2 in my 'series'...We could dance all night, And we knew it, So we did. I floated with him And he held me So damn tight. But when morning came, Nothing remained, We wilted. Like the jaded rose On my table In a vase. © 2009 amailleiaAuthor's Note
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