Petals On A Table. Poem by poppy miller

Petals on a table
Deep crimson and cream
A passing a recall
Back to a dream

Two strangers crossing
An innocent smile
A shy hello
Stopping awhile

A stolen kiss
From quivering lips
Such wanting, not daring
Nothing unzips

But a promise of tomorrow
The rendezvous.
Interlacing, trembling
Me with you.

Moments purloined
Seizing then Sighing
A sorrow on parting
Then back to the lying.

A duty, a promise
To always be true
Two spouses of innocence
Marred by me and you.

Petals on a table
Now withered and dry
A remembrance of
A love passed by.