Rose Guardian

You were walking home after a long day.
But you found a path astray.
It led to an arch,covered in vines and moss.

It was made of stone.
And was left all alone.
Something about it makes you curious.

You wanted to see what's inside.
You didn't want to run or hide.
You walked up the stairs.

As you get strange stares from people around you.
You find yourself in a garden.
With a scent,so sweet.

With bumblebees,honey.
And birds that chirp.
One flower was yellow and made of gold.

A pink one watches it unfold.
Other was purple in a starry sky.
Another was blue in diamonds.

And other had wings and could fly.
Orange was so beautiful you could cry.
Your imagination flies high.

And its beauty makes you let out a sigh.
The sun was shining bright.
And soon comes the night.

The sight gives you will to fight.
As you see a person in sight,bright hair.
Down her knees.

A white dress and pair of wings.
With puffy,white sleeves.
And sky blue eyes.

Her dress going down her thighs.
She had soft features.
And seemed brave as a knight.

As the guardian ,she was very kind.
Her eyes sparkled in the night.
Her voice,sweet as honey.

And her lips,peachy pink.
She makes you look at her and think.
You wonder,did she get more beautiful in a blink?

She introduces herself as a rose.
Mystical,one of a kind.
Her lips were like rose petals.

A bloom in her hair.
And a kind,mysterious stare.
One day,you'll meet again.

Don't know how or when.
A story written by the feather of a hen.