SUSAN ROSE

That warm summer day when I saw you
On your knees down in the roses.
The wind blew and sang,
Rose and rang,
Humming a sweet lullaby.

Flowers upon flowers grew there,
Cherished your charming embrace.
In the garden winds, hear them sing,
Praising the onrush of spring—

Susan, Susan, Susan Rose,
Knees bent deep in dirt-black sheets.
Where all things live and all things go,
I wished for you to come to me.
Susan, Susan, Susan Rose,
Eyes so sweet like honeycomb.
When temple’s blue and world’s white,
I wished for you to call a home.

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Down the river, we raced, sweet Susan.
Through the valleys and hills, we ran.
With your hand in mine, we’ll be fine,
Jack and Jill? Sounds good. It was a plan.

People came and went, darling Susan,
Yet past the lily orchids, we flowed.
We rose; we fell despite this hell,
For love was our bottomless well.

Yet, those years passed awry, dearest Susan.
Springs waned, leaves flurried, winters neared.
At the break of dawn,
You’re still gone.
Eve has fled Eden’s spawn.

Susan, Susan, Susan Rose,
Dearest darling, can’t you see
I’m still here, yet no one knows.
Why didn’t you come to me?
Susan, Susan, Susan Rose,
We’ve lost our love, so hear my plea.
Staring down the face of the sublime—
Baby darling, if only you could be mine.