He Bought you Roses

an affair

He bought you roses.
Their soft sensual aroma
fill your bedroom
with the sweetest of smells.

Their deep red velvet petals
flourish in beauty.
In full bloom,
but seem to drupe
in sorrow
.
He bought you roses
and with their eyes
they watch you
lie on your back
from the foot of your bed
with another man;
a man who did not
buy you roses.

Author's Note

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