Rosemary: Poem
Rosemary, Rosemary,
You bring out a sweet memory.
Rosemary, Rosemary
Who knew your words reduce
Rosemary, Rosemary,
You was my protective property.
The magic flagrance of perfume
Bring out the awkward memory
Of words you sent to me.
Rosemary, Rosemary,
You set me free
And raised again like a Phoenix
When I tripped over extension cord.
Instead, my heart hurts
As it was not a pleasant memory.
Rosemary, Rosemary,
In my late memory
You are romantic, and lovely.
I get the separation anxiety.
There is no way to reply
Regarding your message delivery.
I practice letting go of my memory.
Tomshinsky@2025
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