Not A Doubt.
Stalked in tall greenery, cupped as itself,
bud-tight but becoming
slowly unfurled petaled perfection opens
to show in this single rose
tender attention, strongly fragile its scent
from a distance out-faces
with essence relevant questions on hold.
Scent-soaked poetry, unsaid will vibrate
as this clandestine rose
speaks its message from faraway hands
and treasured more
by intention to gently perfume our fated
attraction shall leave
not a doubt on how love\'s destiny stands.
Sweet evocative sign
oh milky-white rose,
your secret so disguised
only providence knows.