A Rose For You, My Starshine
Day one, the rose was a simple white
Pure as his child-like soul
Unstained by blood or cruelty or pain
Unbroken and whole.
So day one, I went about my life
Through the eyes of innocence
Uncaring that darkness may pounce
Uncaring even if nothing made sense.
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Day two, the rose was a lovely orange
Bright as the glimmer in his laugh
Even when the world was beyond ugly
Even when the road was beyond rough.
So day two, I smiled with the joy
I could always see in his heart
I smiled at my hellish demons
Even if they attempted to tear me apart.
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Day three, the rose was a shining yellow
Resembling the brilliant sun
A reminder that even as I walk alone
Our bond of steel is never gone.
So day three, even when I sat by myself
A smile lit up my usually dim face
Because I knew, he was with me
And he held me in his warm embrace.
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Day four, the rose was dark blue, and yet
It's beauty held me captive
For it was a reminder that he was
Loyal, so long as he lived.
So day four, I lived in assurance
That someone did care for me
That someone will treasure my every flaw
Broken and damned as I may be.
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Day five, the rose was regal lavender
Gentle yet striking as the enchantment
That I found in his love, and I was sure
That he indeed was heaven-sent.
So day five, I felt light as a cloud
Knowing that someone found my enchanting
Even if my soul, at times
Was dark, looming, and threatening.
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Day six, the rose was by my sketchbooks not
But held in the hand of he who had sent
Me every other lovely flower
To explain to me what love meant.
So day six, I got a crimson rose
Beauty as true and passionate
As the bond, the romance that united us
By seemingly a beautiful fate.
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Day seven I did not get a rose,
But something oh so much better.
I had by my side, all day, he who
I was proud to call my lover.
But fooled was I, as he tucked into my hair
A crown of roses in colours oh, so fine.
He smiled and kissed me slowly, then said,
"A rose for you, my darling Starshine."
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