The Rose
We dance,
Rose in your teeth,
I avert my eyes,
But cannot keep from laughing
I take the flower from your mouth, and
You press it to mine.
Surprise!
The dream afraid of waking,
The heart afraid of breaking,
and the rose...
Disappointment only maims,
But misinterpretation can kill.
Kisses are not an answers.
Chronic silence
A need for a definition,
What am I to you?
The answer comes, and first,
I hear all the words, but then,
I hear only one, which echoes
Over and over in my mind:
Casual,
Casual,
Casual...
The dream afraid of waking,
The heart afraid of breaking,
and the rose...
Disappointment only maims,
But misinterpretation can kill.
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