The Rose

Weeping from insincerities
Across a rose did haunt
Blood red tears over petals
Spiritless and daunt

The river bank held wild roses
Gathered in ruby red pairs
Dancing in twilight breezes
Of not ours to share

Bone-weary I wilt away
Longing your velvet touch
Searching for love mislaid
Petals blackened, arid, tough

Amongst sorrows weight
I renounce, and drop away
Plunging in full fright
Sun dimming into grey

On satin water I did fall
Drifting through each day
Spring shower, sun and squall
Till stopped sharp by a gaze

Reflecting petals cherry red
Your eyes fixed and haunting
A smile of single hopes thread
To a new life dawning

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