White Rose

For someone special.

So, is this what an angel is like?

When you behold the light of her face

You cannot move

You cannot blink

And a fire kindles in your heart

She’s unlike anything you’ve ever known

A diamond in a world of coal

Luminous

Captivating

You just cannot look away

Wherever she is, you wish you could be

She looks so happy

So pure

She is like a white rose

Unscathed and exquisite

The epitome of extraordinary

She walks through the winter woods

In a gown as white as the fallen snow

Elegant steps through the powdered grass

She wanders through my mind

Drifting like a soothing wind

Beneath the black branches of winter night

A mystic being

An entity of radiance

Like an unveiled moon

With perpetual warmth

Emitting from her flawless skin

With unlimited power in her hands

She can turn anything into gold

What would a day with her be like?

Would we lie in the grass?

What would leave our tongues?

Songs?

Laughter?

Confessions?

Truth?

Deception?

Would desires be fulfilled?

Would there be comfort?

Would it be a dream?

A nightmare?

A day of insignificance?

I want to know

I want her to know her mind

I want to jump inside it and explore

What would she feel if I was on her mind?

How would she feel if I held her hand?

Would she hold my hand back?

What am I?

Can I give her a mere fraction of what she gives me?

The astronomical inspiration

What lies ahead?

What does she expect?

And what outcomes would she welcome?

The sheer ignorance

I am prepared for anything

Nothing to lose

Everything to gain

How I anticipate the day when our eyes meet

Oh, the adventures we would take

The mountains we would climb

The oceans we would sail

The forests we would tread

We could lie anywhere

Hills

Meadows

Clouds

Be amidst trees

Be amidst stars

Walk the earth together

There is much of the world to see

And I want to see it with her

Right there beside me

The memories we would make

The art we would create

The possibilities

Incalculable

Her beauty

Unfathomable

Oh, angel

Does your heart speak?

Listen to your heart

And tell me what it says

Reviews

[JoJo Hallows]

I like how you almost atagonize yourself with questions, Lol. You're so idealistic and a dreamer. The constant comparison to reallity would and has driven me mad. I hope you find htat beauty because i know you will will nurture and love that rose like a constant gardener.