A Floral Queen Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A velvet blush, a crimson sigh,
The rose unfolds beneath the sky.
A whispered promise, soft and deep,
Where secrets sleep and shadows creep.

Petals unfurl, a silken grace,
A fragrant breath in time and space.
From thorny stem, a beauty born,
A floral dawn on dewy morn.

Each layered fold, a tender plea,
Of love's sweet hold, eternally.
A fragile heart in bloom so bright,
That conquers dark with pure, soft light.

But beauty fades as moments flee,
The petals shade a memory.
Yet in the dust, a scent remains,
Of whispered trust and gentle rains.

A symbol old of passion's fire,
And dreams untold and deep desire.
The rose, a queen in garden's reign,
Where joy has been and may again.