I can smile, and
Project myself, as
In the same way, that
A rose emits a desire, to
Be noticed

Even clipped, set
In a vase, placed
On a bureau, so
I can feel as if, everything
In me depends

Depend on me, as
I will be there, but
My bloom is short lived, thus
it's vital to me you catch, that
My aroma

So when petals fall, an
Ornament, hung
Somewhere inside you, will
Recall all the passion, of
Me as I