Ode
I was not like your other inamoratos I was there during your highs and lows. Though you did not give the others a second glance I wasn't offered a single chance. Your denial made the others heart ache But a single whiff of your hair and my day was made. Grey-green eyes with a cat like glow The inner child is masked and does not show. But now as I put the bouquet on your resting grave I think about the path, together we could pave.