PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

don't erase the memory of this

think, and consider

as you pick those roses

while i am here watching

your back

my perfume wafting in the air

tangle my hair

through your fingertips

and remember how the wind

blows it away

for when my time is done

your mind shall drift back – spinning

in remembrance

of sun-dappled garden

moistened with scent

brown hair soft

in your hands.