Back in the day when I was single, I used to play the field a lil because A, dudes weren’t usually interested in something clingy, and B, like that one dude who wrote for gambling magazines out of Vegas at the horse track was saying about my poetry, I didn’t want to replace my dad. He, my dad, died in 1999, and I guess I felt if he wasn’t able to give me away, then there’s no giving. Anyway, because at times I was dating more than one man at once, just dating, and stuff like Christmas would occur, I found roses are cheaper by the dozen, a perfect Bulk Order gift. THEN I got married, so I stopped buying roses. BUT then about 13 years later I got a divorce. I bought me a Pink Rose ring to replace my wedding ring. Hence the obsession with this subject matter.
