Hello, my love
My dearest, my best friend
We've had a history to lead us here, as lovers
We are the two
who have been named as star-crossed
To be dubbed such words
was our doing in time
And if the people we know
cross you as well, I will stand
by you, even if it is evil by their name.
Under the reign of your own doing
The earth was thrown into your hands
And you were so cruel, dear
So cruel
But t'was to defend your life; your land.
Like a rose, with your petals
You reached out to me
And hid the thorns
That you used to wrap up the world
And, in secret, yourself.
In your palm,
They rest, waiting
Hating
I didn't understand
Why my brethren were livid
You were so nice
So kind, so gentle
And though the ginger hands
That tucked me in at night
Had scars, I did not question.
As I grew, I saw you turn
You grew mean,
I was scratched by the thorns
Bristling in your bloom
But to you, it was just the same
My dear,
My love,
The one who I know today
You were different,
Did you even know?
You pushed me down with hands once soft
But I could not see the love
In the nails digging into my land, my skin
So desperately
So angrily
I pushed back, of course
It was how you raised me
But why are you angry?
I did what I was told
But you were the monster this time
And in the field it led
The one where you had met me smiling
at the rabbits, trees, and ants all alike
when you were taller, greater
and I was smaller, lesser
I broke your heart
Like no one else dared to
And you were gone,
The one who was so strong,
But it was, in fact, your fault.
And now
I've forgiven you - but I will never regret -
Because though I was once confused
And hurt
I know it is the way our kind must live
We are together
Through the life we live eternal
And I love you,
So much, too much,
Just as I know you love me, too
We are happy, love
So why is he – she…
Why are they all whispering
That the day we break one another's hearts
Again is soon, so soon?
I suppose that's our way
But I've always been one to break the mold
To go where our kind has never touched
Because even with my people first
My lover will not be pushed aside for them
We are allies,
You were an outcast, a dictator in the old world
I am the shining leader of the new
And we've joined together as friends,
And now we are in love.
With your petals wilting,
And our thorns caging you in
And the hurt out
I will be the one to renew you
Just as you have for me, my English Rose.
Notes:
-This takes place in present day
-This is America's view of England, if he were to be his lover.
-America's thoughts are as complex as I'd imagine them to be, which is verily so.
-America's thoughts are of pure romance, with no malicious or obsessive light intended. I suppose it is up to you if he thinks that way or not, but it was not the original plan.
-The rose is England's national flower (the Tudor rose)
-This is cheesy - after all, it's AMERICA talking here.
-The spacing always gets messed up on this site. Sorry. Each stanza is 5 lines, I think