"Roses are red
Violets are blue...."
No poem or flower is good enough for you
When I look at you
It's more than desire
It's someone I admire
But what are we at this hour
You but a princess
I but a coward
I wish that I could read this to your face
But what would be joy
And what would lead to disgrace?
I will not harm
I will not chase
Just wait
Until the pieces
All fall into place
"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet, and so are you."
PUBLICATION: The Crier, Vol. 35, No. 6, March 12, 1998, Corning Community College.
HISTORY: When all else fails, refer to the poems of old. Such is the case with this writing, another piece submitted (to the college paper) under the name "R.J. Sadbac".
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