Roses on Snow
by
Amethyst

at night
the deep red call of roses
draws his heart's blood
to the pavement
where he caught her
as she fell

draws him
to the fresh mound of earth
where his strength
and hope lie silent

sinking down and down
he makes a bed
on frozen ground
his unwashed jacket
stained with his baptism
in her heart's blood
that spilled deep red

like roses bowing down
to falling snow