Rose Petal

I search the petals
Of this rose
For traces
Of your scent.

Was it yesterday
We walked 
Among wild hyacinth
Beneath the trees
In bluebell wood?

Or was it
Long ago along
A jasmine lane
We trailed our feet
In Tuscan dust?

Were we lovers then
When the petals of the rose
Curled to  an image 
Of your lips
And the setting sun
Enflamed the naked fineness of your hair?

And will we meet again 
In the far beyond
To melt our unity 
In the siren's song?


JL August 8. 11:50