Dear Black Rose

Poor rose,

winter rose,

black rose.

Your time long gone,

all your color faded,

and left bitter black behind.

Dear black rose,

you are still beautiful,

still fragile.

Small black rose,

petals curled inside yourself,

open for me.

Show me you can still be joyful,

bring your color back,

bring your softness back.

Dear black rose,

sweet black rose,

you can come back from the darkness.