Rose,
I'm finding out so much about you than I've ever imagined
Even though, I feel as though I have always knew where you were planted.
I want to know more
About you , about your life before me but I have to be patient and let things run their course.
On a night while the winds stood still
As we talked in the moonlit field
You told me about a man who hurt you many times before,
And how you kept it hidden
Because behind your petals you had envisioned
A future in which he would do it no more.
So I dug deep in the dirt
To the point that you were
And watered you while you cried
As i began to console you
you allowed me to hold you
Into the hours of the night.
