Look at that lady,
she seems so happy.
Clutching a pink note,
she smiles and drives off.

A sweetheart awaits her,
her delightful lover.
Her past and her future,
today’s imperfection.

Love is in her face,
her lips, a sweet taste.
Her cheeks a faint blush,
her bright eyes, a hush.

She stops by a garden,
wild flowers of Eden.
Such magnificent sight,
marvelous as her heart.

A red rose she picks,
one of her favorites.
Unto it, she plants,
a tender loving kiss.

She heads off once more,
enjoying good thoughts.
Steady pace quickens,
heart pounding, she sprints!

She misses him dearly,
needs him very badly!
She wants his loving kiss,
his gentle, warm embrace!

Hot, longing tears stream down,
she sobs without a sound.
Before her a white tomb,
resting place of her love.

On her lover’s tomb,
she sets down the rose.
She takes out his note,
his last message of love.

A prayer she utters,
devotion of lovers.
Someday, another time…
To be together again.