Two roses, once separate, did grow together,
Only to disentangle
for they lost sight of the sun,
their nourishment
transfixed on the stars,
their purpose did shine
but proved too bright
blind, they forgot to feed.
Sought to flourish,
it was to be done alone
or in the company of others
to find out what they saw in the stars
to shape their path
to carve their way
and as they did they found themselves
once more at each other’s door.
What happened next has yet to be wrote
then again, they never did know