Dirty Fools Day Poem by Ashlyn Brena

New month, new beginnings.
It's just me and you again no child,
So we can get wild.
You're like a breathing red rose,
with sweets in every fold.
You're the rose that grew from
the core of my heart.

When your thorns prickle me I
bleed unconditional love.
In autumn don't lose the petals lose
the thorns and keep the scent.
I battered my soul just for your love.
I believe you love me too,
Spread it and let me through.

Whenever a breeze brushes by me
I remain still and listen to the air,
Trying to forget about all the dirty thoughts when you're not there.
But now you're here, so drive me in
passion and take me away from lust.
I know you can do it.

Ashlyn Brena