Flowers on the Counter
Flowers on the Counter
Mysterious phone call,
Wrong number,
Man’s Voice.
Drive to where you say you’re at,
Your not there.
Intimate whispers,
Promises of love,
Plans for the future,
Swept under the rug.
The flowers I got you,
Sit on the counter.
While your out,
With another man.
Douglas Face
Winter 2006



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