Painting by @PastelRae

She couldn’t be captured

She was too delicate to hold

Fragile and dainty

Yet firm and bold

Beautiful to look at

But a quiet storm

Immersed in her thoughts

Of just being alone

Left to wander in his mind

Looking through his eyes

To see what he saw in her

Fire, pure fire he said

It consumed him

It consumed her

Burning with passion

He couldn’t contain 

He wanted to water down her flame 

Wither her flower 

Making her lame 

Bending the rose

He was so eager to claim 


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