My Red Rose

The stuck petals blazed my soul,

ignite my passion; expel the loneliness

that haunt my nights for a few years now.

The soothing scent glides through the air

Suffocating my breath, pumping the liquid swiftly

Heating up my dull day.

Though the thorns cut through my flesh, I still

and will always hold thee- as thou

clasp my heart around thy rich bosom.

            No more hidden tears,

            No more concealed faith,

As you have unlocked those miseries…

Forever. I’ll cling to the words that

Swirl out of our lips, promising ourselves:

      ‘You are my red rose, and you will
       always be.’