When the soul mates left from being caught; in the rain, there was a man that followed.
He went there to the ocean to contemplate his living or dying.
Upon looking at the forgotten rose he saw the new life of the rose.
The yellow petals had began to immerge or unfold and there was the inside of the rose so vividly seen.
The man, Lyle, took the rose with him as the rains had ceased and the sun returned.
He took the rose with him and gave it to his lover.
Bound by a union, the lovers were very much in love.
The happiness crossed his lover's face as he gave the rose.
A light shone on the lover's face as he, Lyle, began walking away.
There was a happiness that was for some time to come and the two shared an intimate evening together.
All from the forgotten rose that was left behind is now someone else's.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)