She Smiles

poem by: Beth Char
Written on Jun 23, 2018 

It really is quite romantic 
I hand her a rose and she smiles sweetly
I crave those smiles 
So I give her another 
And more the next day 
And she rewards me with her expression
I walk through the garden at my roses
All grown for her 
And I realise something 
I pick a flower. 
I ignore it. 
I pick another. 
It worries me.
I take them all. 
I bring each flower to her 
But she doesn't smile
She looks frightened 
What have I done to scare her?
The roses melt away in her hands 
And she lunges toward me grabbing my face
She looks through me 
She's  crying now
Her hands fall to her sides 
When every rose has gone
And every smile fades 
I let it sink in 
That it's over

I'm over.

 

Tags: Sad, Love, Metaphor,

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