White Rose

Have you ever wanted someone that you can't have? Well if you have then you know what I've expressed in this poem...

In an empty stair well.
Listening to the noise above.
Remembering what it was like only a few days ago.
Seeing your face in my mind.
Long, dark hair floating down past your sholders.
Your golden eyes that shine brightly as your gaze meets mine.
Porcelen skin that looks as if it's unhumanly beautiful.

Soft, pink lips that show the joy your spirt has by what you say.

You're beautiful.

If only what I want could be possible.

To have you as my own.

My one and only flower.

The kind you can't buy.

That you keep in a glass casing because it's so persious.

A perfect white rose.

No imperfections.

So pure and fragial that you're scared to touch.

But worth taking the risk to do so.

And yet none of this is obtainable.

For yet you are not of my kind.

Even if you were you would not have me.

I am a sister to you.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Not a lover who can fully fofill your hopes and dreams.

Your wants and desires.

I am only a girl and you are a goddess.

To high for me to obtain.

And yet i still strive for you.

Keeping my feeling a secret from you.

Because if you knew you wold see me differentaly. 

So i stay here thinking of you.

Wishing all this could be true..  

Reviews

[hisshulamite]

Again...Aunt Kim is proud of you...but I have to say...she is only a girl...and you are the goddess....don't discount yourself...no one is too high for you my sweet girl.

[Nate E. Flake (Cösmic ..]

nice flow! but I experience this every day!...except I am a guy.

[★ Aeryn Harmonica..]

really strong and packed with emotion. very powerful metaphor of the perfect white rose. beautifully written.

[deeps]

I think this is a wonderful write here.
It's beuatiful. So well written.