As Now In loneliness I Await The Roses by M.A.Meddings
Standing on a seashore 
As newsreaders oftimes said
Somewhere in England 
Aberystwith on a wet Sunday
Suits just fine the mood I am in
So  filled with dread this heart
Of lonely days ahead
And darkest nights of missing you 
You sent me roses on gentle waves 
Petals of your love strewn caring 
Wishing me back again
And then in dreams 
I stood on ebbtide seashore
Looking Westward 
And now in loneliness I await the roses 
I am waiting for you my love 
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2007-08-04 at 07:30
				
		 
		
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