Rose Red
Awaiting for a love,
Eternal acceptance,
Waiting for creature pure.
Pure in heart and mind
Pearlescent.
Infinite in possibilities.
A time when mortality can be forgotten,
When mortality becomes immortal.
A Voice heard, muffled
One voice
Then louder
Approaching closer
Closer to the edge of this
frozen wasteland
I cry for help!
Reaching towards powerful hands
Trying to break the icy surface
To save me from drowning in a Sea of Tears,
He did come
To heal, he did come
To cut away the Briars of Red
Revealing my wounded heart
To cradle a crimson rose in her hands
Sweetly cooing,
Caring for it
Tending to the Endless Garden that guarded my heart
With a thumb of green, healing touch
A man that may,
Across the bay
A woman full of hope
In time shall we elope?
Who shall own my red rose?
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