The roses wilt -
Flowers like love were made to fade in the bright light of day –
I wilt aching
Crawling into a ball – retiring to my bed – alone –
Filled with delinquent memories
Of the time spend within your presence –
Show me something I don't miss of you
And I will show you my space ship to the moon –
Something I but wish I had
To carry me away from this improvised sorrow –
Knowing you and I could never be –
Tell it to my heart – for it will not listen –
It still beats in time to your lashes blinking in the butterfly kisses that land on my cheek -
Impaling my dreams ----