"A Rose"

@Uootem

so exquisitely fine... subtle and pleasing... a rose
moistened in the morning dew
such beauty can not be matched in word
for few words can express the aroma
and each of its petals holds such emotion
in the redness of passions once known
ecstasy and desire defined upon its silkiness.

But in time does the rose wither and die
like the love we once shared in our youth
the petals suddenly fall with coldness of time
without the warmth of confessions from the heart
the losing of love's sweet promise
completes the dying of its beauty.

Because, your smile is as breathtaking
as the beauty of a living rose as caressed by lovers' lips.
Because, your kiss is as sweet
as the scent from a living rose as experienced in a lover's breath.
Because, your touch is as satisfying
as the softness of a living rose as felt in lovers' embrace.

If I could I would recreate the rose,
to signify undying love still found in my heart
for lovers we were who held adoration is their words.
such wondrous beauty was there in our rose
now only woven as words interlocked in a poem.
a rose sculpted in the rarest stone,
with gold leaves and a crystal stem
not to be withered with just a changing of season
a rose bathed in adoration,
a rose that would last forever
in the discovery of its scent upon a written page.

I would recreate the rose for us,
one tear to moisten its petals,
one dream to provide sunlight for its glistening,
I would be content to create one single rose
its solitude representing my devotion especially for you...