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Pick Me While I Am A Rose

by  Brenpoet

Posted: Saturday, August 21, 2004
Word Count: 87
Summary: Youth, and its fleeting beauty.




Pick me while I am a Rose
Before my petals die away,
Red and sweet, they bloom today
In deep and velvet hue

Pick me while my potent scent
Intoxicates, with heady glow,
Seduction is its purpose now
With fragrant, honeyed dew

Pick me while my pollen clouds
In yellow dust before your eyes,
Enticing you, with wanton sighs,
To make me all your own

One day, I will shed my gown,
My crimson raiment fade and wilt,
Tarnished jewels, strewn and spilt,
From Summer's ruby crown