THE ROSES

what woman

wouldn't want roses

what lips

wouldn't want a kiss

why am I here looking for you

not one moment

 with you

 I ever wanna miss

who would turn you down

who could say no

I feel your presence

everywhere I go

Eyes

watching me

the smile that I cannot erase

trying to get next to you

without speeding up the pace

that conversation we had

you know the one

where I had you in stitches

listening to your laugh

in your oh so sexy pitches

looking forward again

to the next time we speak

when my defenses

will  only be a little more weak

I will think of the roses

the fuzzy little bear

the smile

and the laughter

....and wish you were there.