The Melancholy Rose

I loved her... I really and truly did

I saw the best of you, Pinot Noir flavored passionate kisses and delicate fingers that held strength unknown to all

I see the worst of you, hollow eyes that still bare love and how those hands no longer held me

I'll see the end, your realization of love so true but so, so lost and the cost of careless hands

You're the most beautiful flower

Dew upon your petals sparkles to those unable to see more

See you for what your beauty and appeal mean 

You're one of a select group of roses for the most special occassion

You really are a rose my love...

But you'll always be just another of many roses on my casket