Kiss From a Rose
I passed a nearby tower
Guarded by a group of
Valiant knights
One of them meeting my gaze
Dancing among the flowers
I graze away like wandering cattle
Then the knight in shining armor
Shows up on his horse
Like an angel in the snow
He shines upon my face
Like the rays of the winters
And the mountains
His widened eyes
The rose he gives to me
As I reach out and with him,
I ride on his horse
To distant lands,
Escaping day by day
Night by night
We were never royalty
Never married,
Yet I sit by the throne
The snow grows colder
Yet with the warmth of his love
He covers me like a blanket
Then once the snow melts
The moon bleeds, the day breaks its heart
The war calls him back to the tower,
The castle he loyally devoted himself to
And it's not until in the churchyard
That I see him again
As I wander around,
Looking for my lost coin,
A marker with his name
And the rememberance of his bravery
Pinpoints where he permanently resides
With the comfort of underground nature
With Death nursing him like a child
I bow down,
As though I'm being knighted
Pray for Mary to preserve his kindred soul
Then, as though the Lord is trying to tell me
That his soul is nearby,
The sky opens up its arms,
Watering the plants that spring to life
And although everything is darkened
With the gloom of loss
A rose, that from underneath
His soul hands to me
Causes the world to shine
And the rainbow of promise
To radiate from the clouds
As I'm reminded of his caress
That's like a tender
Kiss from a rose.