A Rose For You, My Starshine

Day one, the rose was a simple white Pure as his child-like soul Unstained by blood or cruelty or pain Unbroken and whole. So day one, I went about my life Through the eyes of innocence Uncaring that darkness may pounce Uncaring even if nothing made sense. ••••• Day two, the rose was a lovely orange Bright as the glimmer in his laugh Even when the world was beyond ugly Even when the road was beyond rough. So day two, I smiled with the joy I could always see in his heart I smiled at my hellish demons Even if they attempted to tear me apart. ••••• Day three, the rose was a shining yellow Resembling the brilliant sun A reminder that even as I walk alone Our bond of steel is never gone. So day three, even when I sat by myself A smile lit up my usually dim face Because I knew, he was with me And he held me in his warm embrace. ••••• Day four, the rose was dark blue, and yet It's beauty held me captive For it was a reminder that he was Loyal, so long as he lived. So day four, I lived in assurance That someone did care for me That someone will treasure my every flaw Broken and damned as I may be. ••••• Day five, the rose was regal lavender Gentle yet striking as the enchantment That I found in his love, and I was sure That he indeed was heaven-sent. So day five, I felt light as a cloud Knowing that someone found my enchanting Even if my soul, at times Was dark, looming, and threatening. ••••• Day six, the rose was by my sketchbooks not But held in the hand of he who had sent Me every other lovely flower To explain to me what love meant. So day six, I got a crimson rose Beauty as true and passionate As the bond, the romance that united us By seemingly a beautiful fate. ••••• Day seven I did not get a rose, But something oh so much better. I had by my side, all day, he who I was proud to call my lover. But fooled was I, as he tucked into my hair A crown of roses in colours oh, so fine. He smiled and kissed me slowly, then said, "A rose for you, my darling Starshine."