If we buy roses

If we buy roses
Pick the right color
Snip off the ends
Place them in the tall wine decanter
And speak the right words
Sing the best songs
Whisper wishes
Praise the lord
Cross our fingers
Light the candles
Open a bottle of champagne
Pour a glass
Or two or three
And stare at the moon
Will the gods
Or Lady Luck
And make the dream
Sleeping quietly
And come to life?





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