tagNon-Erotic PoetryThe man who wasn't there

The man who wasn't there

byUnderYourSpell©

Look not for me when roses bloom
with petals stained a vibrant red,
or seeds lie under snow's dark tomb
I will not come for I am dead.

With petals stained a vibrant red
see not the fragrant hyacinth cup,
I will not come for I am dead,
and wandering bees dip heads to sup.

See not the fragrant hyacinth cup
her face to seek for life's sweet rain
and wandering bees dip heads to sup,
your smile I'll never see again

Her face to seek for life's sweet rain
or seeds lie under snow's dark tomb
your smile I'll never see again,
look not for me when roses bloom.

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