Sunday, September 26, 2010

Red Roses

come lie red roses upon my breast
wet with dew and tears
kiss my lips one more time
before you leave my heart
then cover me gently in autumns sheet


Sherry Blue Sky said...

"wet with dew and tears" - "before you leave my heart". Sad and beautiful.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thanks yet once again for reading my poetry. It is so nice of you to come by again.