Rose Colored Purpose

Laying in a bed of roses, my mind swirls like the clouds in the sky

Oh, the patterns of summer caress my skin,

Cocooning me in the warm embrace of Summer's heat.

Sweet nectar brushes my lips, sealing a promise I know I won't keep.

Eyes drift from butterfly to butterfly, their wings fluttering like my lashes as I fall into oblivion.

Shadows hide the pain in my smile much like Willow's branches blocking Waterfall's mist.

All alone I rest here in my bed of roses.

Waiting for the day you fulfill Life's purpose and join me beside the willow.