~Yellow Rose~

Where rolling circle wheat abounds
in valleys green and wide surround,
Far under skies stretched kelly-blue
there lies a rose blushed red by you.

As tempered breaths hush whispered winds
blows passion's mist on morning shins,
Escapes desire, arise the sun
shines yellow hues upon...among.

This evening's tone sears deeper still
as darkness black around will spill,
Within the night grows one rose red
where love once grew but now lies dead.

sinnaminsun 2007