Black Rose - Inspiration
Be my black rose
My precious, exquisite, elegant rose
Be mine.
Clothe me with your black shield from the forces of the world.
Cover me with thorns to fight back my enemies.
Build my stem to sustain me through the whirl winds of life.
Lay my foundation and let my roots grow deep so that I will not be shaken.
As the seasons pass, I might wither. I might become fraile.
But I will always remember that your presence was
Like the rising of the sun
Sweeping over me, caring for me, shining through me
And most of all, conforming me to be your beautiful, black rose.
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