Harlequin Rose Poems

Summer has always belonged to the children
poets bourne of insecurity
and righteousness
flowers of misfortune and fortitude
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Its the loneliest moment of a winter afternoon
their eyes are holding
they can't decide who said 'I love you' last
history is approaching
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The letter is to be read by candle light
so as to appropriately set the scene
a touch of opulence
and decadence on a grand scale
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I.
He said
'When you think of me, what comes to mind? '
Red roses in the summer rain
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To all the boys I've loved before
with brilliant minds
and persuasive demons
pretty faces
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She's an Aquarius
and arrogance just doesn't seem her style
but she lives out loud
and in vivid technicolor
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a moment in time
captured a smile that wasn't real
for, mine was never a smile
that could be captured
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Love is too young
to know what a conscience is
for, as sure as you told me you loved me
you turned me away
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I thought she was righteous
but she was vain
too busy chasing the rainbows
in her head
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