The daisy and rose are together,
A pink daisy and a black rose,
Different shades, but adhered,
In a secret love, enclosed.
Shone by the bright rays of summer,
Warmed by their love in chilling winter,
In temperate autumn roofed by the passion of lovers,
In the buds of spring, lying together.
After a turn of the calendar,
Snowflakes delicately formed between the lovers,
Why? why? why?!
My ponderous hearts cries,
Was it the mistake in counting the petals ?
Or have we not be like thread and needles?
Was I a bud in a blooming flower?
Or were you the grasshopper that showed power?
Baby, I still want you,
To hug you,
To kiss you,
To hold you,
To lay by you,
To feel you,
And just to love you.
Why can't you give me the chance?
Was I not the prince you dream for?
Or is my castle not how you wanted?
I'm sorry sayang, but my love for you I might just ignore.
Based on true feelings and emotions
by
scorpioposted on 12/31/1969