Like a rose
beautiful and soft
her heart like petals
easier broke than not
never aware of her delicacies
fragrance so heavenly
tears and tenderness
almost afraid to touch
always slow with eagerness
her love so brilliantly
careful with her like a rose
Like a rose
beauty even early morning
sunlight through a window
radiance as a flower with dew
reflection the mirror adorning
a lady like her I knew
love her softly and tenderly
an angel maybe even a goddess
princess she was surely
to withhold touching her, a madness
because she was as a tender rose
and like a rose
soon she was gone
winter love she couldn’t take
one morning early dawn
she died, guess heartbreak
I wanted only my head lay
her cold body lovely
yet her petals afraid
even now careful
tears wept like a baby lonely
my garden ..once a lady like a rose!
Poetry