love · Poem · Poetry

Cloud and the rose

White cloud drifted

Beyond a care in the world

Looked down and noticed

A perfect rose

Prettier than a pearl

What can I do for her

He thought

And idea came to him

Let me melt into water

So I can be useful

Saying that he turned grey

And without an ounce of fear

He melted himself away

To be close to his rose dear

Soon he became one with

His beloved

Because he chose

Love over fear