paul Orina

You Are My Rose

I smelt it yesterday, and I will probably today and tomorrow
The rose, Yes, the rose: wow! So charming to the eyes
Today I tried but the scent is no more
But you can see them, though withering?
Yes! The memory of yesterdays scent strong in my heart
For you are my rose

Woke up today and my rose is no more
Can’t recognize the colour but the stench from the rot

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