Thursday, October 29, 2009

The Language of Roses

The Language of Roses

She walked in swaying rhythm,
On a path with petals strewn,
As waves kissed lonely beaches,
Beneath a giant golden moon

The night held scents of roses,
That grew profusely everywhere,
She had one perfect fragrant bloom,
Pinned in her flowing raven hair.

She loved their riotous colors,
A tapestry of nature's art,
The most exquisite of all flowers,
A gift from a lover's heart.

She turned to find him watching,
His smoldering eyes caressed, .
His hand held out a perfect rose,
As she smiled and ,then, undressed

Carmen Henesy

Copyright © 2007 Carmen Henesy. All Rights Reserved


  1. Anonymous9:04 AM

    ANd you think I write well LOL.. WOw TY for your lovely comments , but this is writing from the heart. I loved that last verse and line

  2. Yes, roses are so seductive, aren't they?

  3. On a path with petals strewn, = lovely!

  4. romantically sensuous

  5. Human - thanks for reading "The Language of Roses"

    Inky - glad you liked this poem. Isn't poetry a
    nice way to express oneself?

    Pat - roses are definitely seductive, such variety
    and color and different scents.

    Manuela - pleased that you were here!

    Magiceye - ah, nice words to describe my poem.

    Thank you all for stopping by!

  6. Carmen, very alluring and sensual. What a beautiful ebb and flow to this piece.