Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours only nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.
With this rose, I not only give you merely a rose,
but I give you my heart and soul.
I send to you all the love I have to give,
and anything else that would give me the
chance to touch your heart.
With this rose, I reveal all my
thoughts and feelings about you
that I have withheld for so long.
I feel when I am with you... I am like a rose,
not because of it?s beauty,
but because I am able to bloom and grow with you.
To me you are like a rose's sunshine,
so full of energy and light,
that never does it fail to lift my spirits.
Just by the sound of your voice and that look in your eye.
I could never tear my eyes from you,
you are able to make my life worth living.
But, without you, just like a rose,
I would wither and die.
Not all at once, but little by little,
petal by petal.
Slowly at first, because you have made me
stronger and stronger each day you're with me.
But eventually, without you, I will lose
all those beautiful petals you have given me.
