there was a rose in the garden
an incandescent rose
the one i dreamt about all my life
her petals are soft and bright
standing up in a grace stance
confident and elegant
like i always wished to be
the lovely aura illuminating me
the rain and the storms trying to crush her
but only succeed in one single thing:
the creating the most delightful blossom
the rose was everything i ever wished
the pure freedom, the pure truth
clean from any cover
unclean from obscurity
she was glamorizing
the petals, flawless in every way
i need to touch her, i want to cherish her
but all i got, was bleeding.
