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The Burning Rose

Updated on March 6, 2013

Author W. K. Hayes

The Burning Rose


The Burning Rose is a flower seated in the middle of circle

Where its fire burns in colors of deep blue and bright purple

The Rose, itself, remains unharmed by the touch of the flame

The one of my desires that, I will never be able to claim

Blood red petals represent the love of the rose’s heart

Growing up from a ground of gold never to pulled apart

No thorn may grow on it, only soft green leaves and a stem

For it holds my one true love that may never, ever begin

Fairies slowly dance in a circle around the Burning Rose

Sprinkling magic upon it and watching as the flower grows.

Little Faeries, one by one, watch over the flower like the sun

I can only watch and wonder what magic have they begun

Springing forth and standing upon the ground of gold

I watched in amazement as the petals began to unfold

Stepping forth like a goddess released from a spell

You came out of the flower as the burning petals fell

A fairy flies to me and whispers closely to my ear,

“Go unto her with your love and do so without fear.”

I stepped forward to reveal that I have watched you for a time

But, someone of such exquisite beauty could never be mine

You saw my heart bared before you and gave me a kiss

Not a kiss of passion but one set, upon my lips

You simply leaned over and kissed me on my cheek

As I waited patiently hoping that you would soon speak

Finally, the words came forth like drops of rain

Words of despair meant to ease this woeful pain

“My time is short for I am the flower of eternity

Guarded by the flame that shall never burn me”

“The fairies saw your heart and gave you, your desire,

But, I am afraid that even you may never pick this flower”

I thought about your words and what they meant to me

Your voice is so melodic, arousing, and full of ecstasy

A tear fell from my face for this love I have lost

“Surely there must be a way no matter what the cost.”

I was desperate to cling to you and hold you forevermore

But, who can hold Eternity as the tears began to pour

You looked upon me with eyes filled with sadness and sorrow

For, today was our only day for which there’s no tomorrow

“Seize the moment,” the mind yelled from deep-down inside

Still, the exhortation of my feelings I knew I must hide.

You kissed me softly upon my lips and returned to middle ground

Where I watched, the petals cover you as you returned to where you were found

I ran to garnish you with yet one more, small kiss

But, the fire that does not burn you, scorched my very lips

Falling backwards to the ground and holding tight my mouth

Like unto a five year old I sat there and began to pout

The fairies circled me and hummed a sorrowful tune

How can I walk away from the woman that is my Sun, Stars, and Moon?

Nighttime fell and the fairies began to fly away

Red lit skies appeared overhead and covered the light of day

Alone, I sat there and watched you as I had watched you before

Knowing that the flame that does not burn is, my love, forevermore

I will love you without the thought of the passing time

For all of my, life I will love you without reason, sense, or rhyme

You have taken this heart and with you it shall stay

Because I know that, I had loved you long before this day



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      Warren Keith Hayes 5 years ago from Bryson City, North Carolina

      Thank you Zipper...I appreciate it.

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      Zipper 5 years ago from United States

      Very passionate poem, I liked it.

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      Warren Keith Hayes 7 years ago from Bryson City, North Carolina

      Thank you, Recruitess...I look forward to our many attmepts, though, as writers.

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      The Recruitess 7 years ago from North Carolina

      Mr. Hayes, you’re absolutely right. We have a tendency to attempt to capture true love with words and always graciously fail. What a beautiful thought!

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      Warren Keith Hayes 7 years ago from Bryson City, North Carolina

      Thank you Kennynext for commenting and indeed, will words ever truly describe the worth of True Love. In a way, I hope not because, so many beautiful arts have born from the necessity of searching.

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      kennynext 7 years ago from Everywhere

      Thanks for such a wonderful piece. True love is stronger than we will ever undersatand.