155 Words.
By.Brandon Moore
I remember your hair, dark as the night sky,
I remember your eyes, and that deep dark brown,
I remember your love, pure as gold, strong as steel.
I recall that night, the night that we met,
There were dark clouds covering all, all but the moon,
The bright full moon, lighting your face, shining in your eyes.
I recall the tone, the tone of your skin, and its dark hue,
I recall your style, ever changing, and always your own,
I regret that day, the day that I left,
I left without a word, or warning, or even a smile,
I regret not saying just how much you mean, so now I will tell you…
If there was one rose left in the world, it would be yours, I would make sure, For your name means rose, and that’s what you are, You are my rose, to hold, and to love…
Copyright 2008, Brandon Moore.
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