Forever's Loving Rose

T’would seem the edge of beauty unexposed Relies upon the images it stirs More so than that, forever’s loving rose Though faded knows she was the one he chose For memory, though dark, still holds its flame Dim light to weave its way through grayish stones Cold winds that whisper long forgotten names As distant bells lament their silenced tones Thus, does she speak in dandelion tongue Her mocking beauty rivaling the sun For love it seems remains forever young Its whispers of forever - ever sung For beauty is the guise of lust’s demise Weeping beneath its shadowy grey skies