My Rose Petal Is You Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

When the night comes
The stars and the angels keep looking
In every nook and cranny for your presence
When the day falls
The sun winces profusely
As your spark silences myriad rainbows

When the roses flourish undisputed beauty
They hope to always find you emaciated


When rose petals lose value
You shed light and become their substitute

You make words travel seas and cross rivers
In quest of love's purpose.