By Misti Lake
Date: 20 February 2001
A Red Rose for a Midnight Blue Vase
the stars are shining bright
but not as brightly as
your eyes
you surprise me
with a well-placed kiss
I taste bliss on my tongue
we're young and drenched in ecstasy
please tell me you mean it
I need your sincerity scripted in
an honest scrawl
I could just bawl like a newly crowned
Miss USA
I'm clay in your hands
I hope you make a pretty soup bowl
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