If I could invent a flower,
If I could select its hue,
I would call it the Beltane Briar
And I'd color it after you.
I would cause it to bloom in starlight
On midsummer's eve, late in June.
And its petals, as black as midnight,
Would welcome the month's last full moon.
Sweet black rose of the summer solstice,
My lady who waits in the night,
No flower of nature's own process
Can equal your fragrance or sight.
The secret of you lies in darkness,
The midnight which hides my sun.
And I live every day on a promise
While away from the love I have won.
No flower but a rose holds the beauty
I could ever compare to your own.
And no rose but the briar has a thorn to compare
with this ache that my heart must condone.
So I send you the Beltane Briar,
Enchanted black rose of my dreams,
To carry my kiss and the fire in my heart
On the night when the Moon Goddess sings.
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This is a truly beautiful piece as well. I do think I am growing quite a fondness for your poetry!!Much love, many hugs and kisses, and the very best of luck, hopes, and wishes to you and to ALL, today and always. -KQ a.k.a. 
