One Bloody Rose Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

One rose admired
delicately by
a goddess of one's heart.
given by a man
deeply lost in a goddess's heart.
misty dew still fresh on it's
crimson petals; a glittery touch.
a sign of love,
but not yet discovered.

One rose kept
close to heart,
but not to mind.
once forgotten; twice recalled
the man that presented a
crimson colored beauty.
velvety soft to the touch;
a dream yet to reach,
a longing yet to endure.

One rose preserved
over long years passed,
misty dew fresh on it's
dream-like petals.
Love at last, one union,
one delicate rose in one goddess's
gentle touch.

One rose adored
over decades passed,
the dream-like velvet never
subsided or faded.
the vivid crimson always
unwavering in brilliance.

Another rose received
many, many years after.
exceeding in color and brilliance,
looking as fresh as the first.
a touch from a goddess's fragile hold;
a tragedy to not be forseen.
the rose in her hands;
covered in crimson tears.
a look to her one love;
glittering liquid crystals escape
from a place once dubbed
'an endless fiery sea'.

One rose lies
with one goddess.
the endless fiery sea kept from the world.
one bloody rose
rests with its crimson tears
fresh on it's petals.
with one last gift from
her love;
a gift never to perish;
one bloody rose.