rose bushes

dearest [ ], 

I found your pin 
underneath the rose bushes 
where we laid together. 
(cold, hard dirt on my back,
thorns digging into my spine)
The petals crinkled under my hands.
(dust kept coating my tongue) All the garden 
is losing it's green now. I try to think of you
when I watch the wind scatter the petals 
across the lawn—but I only see your face 
when the dust flies up from a passing carriage. 

sincerely, with love, 
[ ]