Sweet petals tossed on the marble
Broken and torn, they belie gentle dreams
Of failed promise and changed circumstance, the affronted deems
The vase lies shattered, broken, and cracked
A rose flows outward, its leaves bleed red
Thorns of deceit, the relationship dead
St. Valentine’s knight bends prostrate to reach
And seeks to recover the spilled flower breach
Smoothing each petal he positions each flower
Gently arranges each stem to lighten the anger
Erasing the tautness and softening the mood
A song of tenderness gifted, a faith in affection renewed
A flourish, a gesture, a new paramour’s kiss
Sweet release and dark pleasure, our lovers reminisce.
Copyright 2015, Michael S. Sommermeyer. All Rights Reserved.