She reminded me of a flower,
Her gentle tone as soothing as wind chimes,
Her silent hidden thoughts makes me wonder,
If her reality was one she had hoped for,
Her smile resembles the colours of the roses,
Colours that leave many to ponder,
At her happiest, she blossoms in a graceful pink,
Her gentleness and warmth glows in bright peach,
She bears no burden for those she cares for,
The strongest trait that makes her so beautiful,
A soothing ember as red as a crimson rose,
One that could keep you staring for hours and hours to go
The longer I see, the more I know,
That deep down inside, the colours are shedding,
A story untold that mires in the hollow,
In time, the colours of the wind shall change,
And she'll bloom once again,
One day in the summer rain.


Dedicated to my special twin.