You were like a red silky rose
Closed with shyness;
Bold in color.
You blossomed
To show me the golden beauty
Of the inner you
Still wet with the dew
Of kindness.
And just as quickly as you blossomed,
You quickly faded.
Your color turned to brown.
You were no longer soft,
But crumbled
Between my fingertips.
With a symphony of shouting
And the memories of whispers
You slowly and discreetly
Fell from my hands
Into a soft,powdery dust-
Dappled upon my mood
Are the stains
Of indigo
Fading away;
Only the memory remains
Of the beauty that once was.