PEACHY ROSE

PEACHY ROSE

THIS WAS A ROSE I GREW IN MY GARDEN THAT WAS SO VERY HEAVY WITH SCENT THAT IT MADE MY HOME SMELL LIKE A GIANT PEACH. THE SMELL PERMEATED THE DINING AREA WHERE I ATE AND IT STOOD SO TALL AND PROUD AND FRAGRANT. I COULD HAVE LEFT THE WINE OFF THE TABLE. IT WAS THE ONLY BLOOM ON THE PLANT THAT YEAR ALTHOUGH IN SUBSEQUENT YEARS IT WAS LADEN WITH BUDS. NONE OF THEM EVER REACHED THAT SIZE. OFTEN TIMES I THINK OF THE INTOXICATION OF THAT SCENT AND I SMELL IT ON A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN PASSING ME ON THE STREET. IT ALWAYS MAKES ME HEADY AS IT I HAD DOWNED A SNIFTER OF NAPOLEON COGNAC AND KISSED A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN. I WOULDN’T HAVE TRADED THAT ROSE FOR THE MOST PRECIOUS GEM. miguel