Suigintou.
You are a black rose.
Proud. Strong. Cold.
What made you so?
Why do you hide your truth?
You are sublime. You are grace. You are beauty.
Suigintou.
The first of your sisters…
But last to be whole.
Your heart laughs in victory's joy.
Yet it weeps for love's care.
You are there for no one.
No one is there for you.
Alone.
Do you wish to be so?
I see you.
I hear you.
I will be here for you.
Though we have never crossed…
Knowing you has touched my soul…
May these words reach your heart.
And pray that you will find your dreams.
You are the lost angel in the dark.
You are…Suigintou.
~Emerald Sonata
(July 18, 2011)