We ate Italian food
Swirled miles of pasta around they way you do
We ate all night
We danced to the music the band was playing
I spun around so fast that, I blossomed into a full rose
We left for your house
We sat in the Taxi, giggling at how the driver loudly sang Frank Sinatra
It was like our very own time capsule
We arrived at your house
We opened a bottle of red wine, something cheap,
I can’t remember
We toasted to how we loved rose’s
We drank more, I noticed the shine in your eye
As I moved my hips to the memory of the taxi man’s music
We drank more
We used the wine as a map
Slowly, I began gliding my finger across the pictures in your hallway
We ended up in your bedroom
We touched each other, slowly
Reading the skin on our lips as a personal invitation
We kissed
We undressed, I let my petals shower the floor
You said you loved me
You said you loved roses
I left my petals in your bed, that night
We made love, again, and again
Until our bodies were one, unable to tell where one began and the other ended
We made love, until the sun was no longer a distant memory
We woke
You said “thanks for last night”
The way you thanked our waiter for our pasta
The way you thanked the taxi man for a ride
I saw you
At the same restaurant,
With a Lily, even though you said you loved Roses
I left my petals in your bed, last night
You said you loved roses
And you loved to undress them, too
I left my petals in your bed, last night
So here’s goodbye
and a fuck you