Sacred Petals

Whispers of a poet's heart

She was named after a flower

That grew even in harsh winters

Solidifying her magical essence

Cloaked in a tender silky surface

Touting bold irises of ocean blues

I willingly befell to her from afar

It was something she never knew

Love beats whispered from my heart

But I was too timid to risk rejection

Desires wanted to pluck as my own

But I knew she deserved much better

Then I honestly felt I could deliver

Loving her enough to truly let her go

I set out across the vast horizons

Leaving my bleeding heart- there

Within the soils that nurtured her

Closest fashion my love could live

Forever in …the Rose left behind

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Poet of the Light © 2021

#Wednesday 4 word prompt-

The rose left behind

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