Somewhere in the maze

Once upon a time in  her heart

blossomed the most petite white rose,

its fragrance held the bystanders breathless….

She was a walking bed of roses.

She had stars for eyes

and moonbeams for smiles

and hopes that she carried  from year to year.

That little white rose bloomed into 

a youthful spring

her laughter were 

ripples of waves

that kissed the yacht of life…

and she sailed away to the horizon 

of desire…

somewhere in the maze

she forgot her white rose…

somewhere in the maze

where she left moonbeams and stars

and

somewhere in the maze

she is still on the prowl

searching for a fragment of her lost soul.

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