Posy Petals
By Cinara
Posy Petals Remnants left of posy red Once pressed between a page Now shriveled down to petal dust Recall another age A posy dead, yet rosy red Still dwells within the eye That I may see its beauty in A memory by and by What joy remains from laughter’s tune That drowned in tender tears? Melodic lilts of pleasure hymns Forgotten through the years A treasure box of reminisce That opens now and then As chiming echoes of the past Come forth from deep within What now endures of love that’s lost, But tastes of bittersweet? The sorrow of a starless night Clings on, as memories creep More vibrant though, the pulsing bliss That lulls within the vein And gushes forth when music strikes A long ago refrain Memories of the rosy flush Of lovers’ ruby days And laughter spun by simple joys We grabbed along the way Are sweet remains of love that’s gone Still rustling in the breeze The lasting strains of passion notes Among the willow trees And posy petals crushed between The mellowed paper leaves Written March 6th, 2002 © on Mar 05 2002 10:02 PM PST 0 • 8
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