Me, You, and the Rose

February 23, 2012
By , Yuma, AZ
I placed a rose upon you,
Kindness glides about my blood,
When I go away from you,
My world beats dead,
Your kindness made me anesthetized,
Like a bare drum,
I call out for you,
I can no longer see you,
There is no stopping it,
I hand you a rose,
you hand me two

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