As I taste the most sweetest words of you my pain slowly goes away,
A painting was sent to me for review,
There was a bunch of flowers at the end of a bed,
Two more paintings were shown, not clearly for me to see, I cannot say anything here
An offering but was not a painting,
There was a pink rose tied on top of my front’s door frame,
To wash away any sorrow from it, and forgive anything coming,
4000 written in a footnote,
My love’s voice woke me up,
“Stay with me”, he added
My love, I added:
Aware of you, I am
I cry, what is it that you want?
Tonight, and for the future to come,
I will stay with you my love
An offering was done,
Tulips, you put on my door.
Thank you for Reading!
From My Version of Him, Between Heaven & Earth, 100 Poems. L4 Flowers Offering © Glenda Soto-Gomez
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