Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The Retreat of the Rose


He showed me the light inside his heart
But I know it belongs to another
I’ve learned to love him from afar
As my friend and my brother
I don’t know who she is that is worthy
To bask in his beautiful rays
Or why he merely glances at me
Yet it is she who holds his gaze
I wonder if he sees the splendor
Hidden within this bloom
Or the love I willingly surrender
When the sun from his heart looms
But if it is she he longs to embrace
Then I must concede I suppose
So I with tears and delicate grace
Will close myself like a rose