Roses
I slowly turned around
And walked towards your body.
I scooped it up, holding it tightly.
I opened the door,
Everyone else following behind,
And walked down the sidewalk,
Thinking,
Just thinking,
Leaving rose-colored drops behind me,
Dotting the virgin snow.
The others hold back.
Remember the roses?
I walked to the end of the street,
Then put my back to a lamp pole,
Sliding down until I was sitting.
The roses in the garden,
When I was there to help you walk.
I held you like a baby,
Looking up at the near-full moon,
And howled,
Expressing all my emotions in that
One,
Sweet
Howl.
The roses matched the blood.
I heldyour body close,
Praying that it was just a nightmare,
Sobbing when I knew it wasn't.
I sat like that until I felt I couldn't anymore,
Remembering the times we had,
Remembering the wildblood roses,
Matching your hair,
Dotting the tame yellow,
Matching mine.
Like the blood spilt
On the white snow.
I got up and walked back tomy friends.
She asks if I'm okay.
No, I don't think I'll be okay for a while
But I'm ready to go back.
We all ready to leave,
I last of all,
Still holding you close as we sail off
On dragon's wings,
Into the moonlight,
Remembering the roses.