Blossom

Love is the heart's fortitude
never shackled by its own attitude
bathe forever in pain nor naught
to be felt with a single thought

Betrayal at its finest
fallen for kindness
knife in a hand we fought
only to consume the fault

beauty realized inside
never acknowledged the sight
eternally blessed for those cherished
purest form will never perish

Blossom oh beloved maiden
of sun and spring vigor unbroken
unless the blood had spoken
be favored eternally with affection