Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A White Crystal Rose 07/30/2009





A White Crystal Rose
Sits atop a stone pedestal
On a silk pillow
In a marble tower


The White Crystal Rose sparkles
Glimmering
Shafts of light bouncing off of it
Reflecting around the room.


It is forever shining
As sunlight trickles down upon it
Through the large open windows
It draws the sun in
And reflects it back outward like a Prism


During the day people come to visit it
They stop to admire it
To stare at it for awhile
From behind the golden ropes
As its sits on its silken bed
They talk about how beautiful it is
How bright it is all day long
No matter what the lighting is like
But they don’t know its secret
At night when the Tower is closed


As the daylight fades
and the tower becomes dark
The White Crystal Rose still shines
Still gleams
Filling the Marble tower with brilliant light


Footsteps echo from a distance down the hall
Heading towards the tower
The White Crystal Roses trembles
The footsteps grow nearer
Crystal dust begins to swirl around the Rose


A figure steps out of the darkness of the hallway
Stepping into the tower filled with light
He unlatches the golden rope with a special key
And approaches the Rose
He leans up close and whispers something to the Rose


The Tower goes completely dark
Then little flecks of crystal dust begin to swirl
Growing brighter and brighter
Swirling faster and faster
And where the Rose had set before
Lays a beautiful naked women
With flowing blond hair
And kind loving eyes


She stands up from Pedestal
Crystal dust falling from her body
Her naked skin still covered in glitter
She smiles
He embraces her
Holding her in his arms
He Leans down as she looks up into his eyes
Kissing the glitter from her Rosebud lips


They walk hand in hand from the tower
Down the dark hallway
To spend the time that the have together


He wakes to her beautiful smile
Her perfect hair draped over her shoulders
He leans in to kiss her
Wishing the kiss could last forever
He stares into her beautiful green eyes


They look over at the clock on the wall
It is time to go
They embrace one last time
Then sadly walk down the dark hallway
Back to the Tower
They kiss again as he helps her back onto her pedestal


Daylight comes
A White Crystal Rose
Sits atop a stone pedestal
On a silk pillow
In a marble tower


BAC 07/30/2009

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