White Flower

Tue, 09/05/2017 - 20:11 -- Es

Beautifully born on a beautiful bush.
A beautiful rose, not red but white.
The light of the sun reflects on it, so perfectly imperfect.

You are a beautiful flower.
Blooms beautifully in the spring. Slumbers peacefully in the winter.
As the snowflakes blend in with your clean white color.

So pretty, so bright.
I pick you off this bush, because your so special.
I want you all for myself.

I take you back to my tower, so no one can see you.
No one can't take you away from me.
The moment I saw you I knew you were something special.

I knew I would love you forever.
You mean the world to me.
Even though you are just a flower with no color, you are the love of my life.

But of course, you didn't feel the same.
So one winter night, you decided to leave me forever.
Your precious pedals shriveled in the cold, then turned into crisp.

At that moment I realized you were gone.
I'm so sorry my love.
You will always be my true love.

I will love you forever.
Will you ever love me back?
I will never know, because your gone.
And I will never see you again.

My beautiful white flower.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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