Orchid N' Rose
A day to stop?
A day to smell?
Smell the roses?It's all the cliche.
You can find any rose
Like my weary face its yellow
Like my bare dreams its white
Even my bluest of blue heart
Even the red,
Full of love full of warmth
I don't want a rose, just right now.
I don't want to choose, just right now.
I... may want an Orchid right now.
A day to stop!
A day to smell!
Smell the Orchid! So not the cliche
The reddish purple that it has
The ruby kind , not the same.
All the love and warmth it has
The grayish purple, dolorous game.
In its depths that's my blue that it has
The bloody gloomy bloom, there's no fame.
But I want the Orchid now.
Yes I want it, just right now.
I... may want the rose right now...?!
7 October 2014
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