Scarlet rose
-sunset star upon my castle terrace!
that ascending elegance
that you possess,
speaks of your vestal innocence...
where surely words miscarry.
So saintly your complexion gleams from ev'ry
facet, such as precious gems do shine
with a master craftsman's arresting artistry;
and your incense carries as sweet divine,
as the first days of our present history.
T'was so long ago that I did pick'dst ye
from the wild rose fields, for your bounty,
grace, and absence of the ******
that cause the
wound which takes
precious moments to be
fixed
-but a breach that Time knows heals.
You do for that absence sacrifice such a defense
that protects, and from this does so splendidly come
promise; but I solemnly do promise to defend ye,
and solely for your sake: I shall not your safety compromise
-I shall not thee forsake.