Sunrise Symphony (Draft 1)

Sunrise Symphony (Draft 1)

He says:
If you knew what the sunrise
really meant to me, when we

looked in the colors of us, and
when I felt like I could sing into the
rose of the sunrise, and knew
your thorns were not for me, then,

I know you wanted to be bold
and seize me in your arms

because I know you know
I’m kind and wouldn’t crush you
in my embrace

and neither will you prick me
because you are not the rose bush
but the flower who in many colors
loves me when you

arise in a divinity
we can share
in our garden.

She says:
Though I am of the Rose complete,
my thorns are for protection
from those who’d harm me

But this Rose
has sweet dreams of you

and if you will come in love
I will burst my blossoms, and

rain my petals of love on you, if
you will not be a bee who stings
but the sunrise for a couple symphony, and

the Sun bursts with rays like
the strings of a violin:
love in a couple duet
with the perfume of the rose
and the glow of the sunrise.

— Douglas Gilbert