There stood a white rose
Tender in nature
Untouched without blemish
Hidden love would await her
A crimson red rose
Exotic and tempting
Appeared by her side
So brazen unrelenting
Her petals were embraced
By the crimson red rose
So gentle with care
She began to blush
Cautious not to malign
Her petals of purity
The crimson rose refrained
From the act of vulgarity
Instead declared true love
With her blessing assured
A vow bounded by love
Sealed absence a kiss
True love in its purity
The White Rose in her bliss
© 5/2/2018

On the surface we emerge into the sunset, two bodies moving forward in motion
A harmonious love traveling in the same direction
But buried beneath the surface we are projecting a different path
An illusion eluding to love
I hear your voice echoing in the wind beneath the clouds
You are pleading me to stay
You want me to see things through your eyes
But our love is an optical illusion
Let me go and allow me to wander off into the sunset
© 2/13/2019

and though we didn't move
the space between you and me grew
just like a universe expanding
and all those words unspoken
are galaxies seperating us

We are like the horizon of the sky
We merge into the same colour
And hear everywhere the flutter
I am chasing you as the wind is chasing the clouds
The clouds and my words stir up and paint the sky
Wish the sunset could stay a little more
Till my sorrows turn into silk
Till I get enough of that moment
The birds go back singing to trees
My soul goes wandering in the breeze
I'll stay here till the moon appears
So I can handover him all my fears
I won't let this evening go hopeless
For I  have a lot to confess.

Someday,
I’ll be you,
Older and gray,
Inevitable,
Still…
I am afraid,
Your wisdom,
Your beauty,
Amazing to me,
Challenged with fragility,
So important,
All that you do,
No one could ever fill your shoes,
Who will listen,
Who 'll want to talk?
When my hands shake,
Or I need help to walk?
Who will be my friend?
After you have left,
What becomes of the childless?
©B L Costello 2019