For the Sake of Passion

When tomorrow's promises form
The withered petals of the bud
That was yesterday's unblossomed dream
Hopefully, wantonly painted,
I gather them with care,
Take them in, watch them shrivel
And place a dew drop of dreams
To moisten them, while they revel
In the abysses of my entity,
Surviving the extinction,
Existing for the sake of it,
For the sake of an irrevocable passion...

-December 18th, 2011
(c) Sana Rose 2011

Floreann Cawley
A beautiful and passionate write..Florann

robyn selters
Wow! This is amazing, Sana. It has much impact, and is superbly crafted into one seamless piece...