In the rose garden, I planted our love

In the rose garden

I planted our love

One by one

it took over the roses

asserting its dominance

Little by little

A sickness sprouting stinging

nettles, clinging

to the vibrant red settles

Slowly but surely

the roses wilt away

For nothing can grow

in this suffocating gray

but my hope

In the rose garden

down where our love is laid

there are no roses

left but for one bud

still closed

and I wait

I wait