Poem

[lonespark]

Three colors of roses in the garden of our love:

White for the purity of my devotion,

Red for the blood I would shed to keep you from harm,

Black for the darkness we came through,
alone and together
to dwell at last in shared joy.

Alone, I feel the touch of winter
splintering me with betrayal...

We were supposed to leave together,
and now I fear the journey
yet I know that I will find you at the end

Comments

[dariaw]

Lovely!

[lonespark]

Thanks!