13 April 2012
Rambling down a cobbled pathway,
I stumbled upon a wild rose,
Deep crimson red,
Velveteen petals each curled to perfection,
Luminescent and innocently pretty,
A coy damsel oblivious of her beauty,
Fading away unadored and unsung,
Looking at me, she blushed,
I stood love stung, adoring her.
My Rose • Opuss № I