Four roses

Three roses there were
mind, body and soul
and the other one waiting to be
but the heart doesn't wait to receive
before the giving for free
and so there were four
red roses in all.

Gone are the days of poetic dreams
but proof can be found in the heart
beating and pumping
one, two, three, four,
one, two, three, four,
because always that little bit extra
comes to be when the heart’s in play.

Any less is a sheer falsity,
any more sends it over the line
right into the arms of fantasy
always waiting to have the last laugh.

And when it is time to receive
and be a lover for real
one, two, three, four
red roses in all
enlightens mind to the sweetness
so long been denied.

Four roses, four, four,
and love goes on as before!