I found six red roses

Resting on a wilderness ledge

And I thought of you

They were dry and faded

And who knows why they were there

But still, I thought of you

I lifted one wondering

Left for love, remembrance, loss?

Despite that I thought of you

I contemplated, just how often

Had another stood looking, longing

In that moment I thought of you

Placed in joy or the pain of absence

Knowing how love and jealousy feels

Anxiously I thought of you

I felt the distance, a lack of you.

Recalled you smile, your eyes

And with my body thought of you.

Looking out, looking back

An old, a true, a future love

And I thought only of you.