999 Roses I present to you,

With an expressive heart so true.

May each scented rose petal touch,

Your armorous beating breast.

Let it line your loving bed

With exquisite softness blest.

For I may sleep,

On a bed of nails.

When life’s great light,

Within me fails.

For What I feel

I may not speak

But to you dear one

I present my rosy Streak.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) 29th November 2010