To the One and only who matters… 🙂
Carefully tread your path, with love held close.
So rare a gift, ’tis called a God’s sad whim
To let His breath seek another from those
Who hold in their void your love to the brim.
But the twain shant meet in your stained yards,
Of beliefs, hopes and misunderstanding.
How bloom a Rose amidst society’s shards?
Why bloom a Rose on this Earth so scalding?
For you are to be but in my heart’s beat
Where love for Love’s sake leaves our souls replete.