Crimson Rose

On a forest clearing we met.

There was still work to do tomorrow

In this ever-moving universe.

But I did not want to leave the starlit ground I stood on,

Nor the silver dress I whipped up, and put on.


Breathlessly

I saw a crimson rose took over my visual field.

I read the melancholy prophecy in his eyes—

The story of a man and a woman

Called "Me" and "You."


Sinking was my heart,

Rising up

Was my soul—

I had him at that moment and

That was enough.

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