The Magic Rose

I thought there was something magical about you,

The way you draped your petals around the soft finery of your stems,

Thorns to protect – from the ravages of eager revelers,

While your beauty lights up an uneven world.


Sometimes I bask in your limelight,

Often surrounding myself with your fragrance,

Someday, you will see my portion and my stumbles,

As I stay hidden in your quiet embrace.


And, what will you say to me,

When you have discovered that I wanted a little of you,

Not everything, but that permeating air of magic.

Perhaps, you will chide me for my fondness of you,

Suffocating emotions, you may call it.


But I will stay bold and reply with chaste innocence,

It is your magic that mesmerizes my whole being,

My senses have been attuned to your beauty,

I will do as my heart desires,

I will share your beauty with my hidden feelings.


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