White Rose Tinted Red

This was her day

The brightest day of her dark life
Walking down the narrow isle clad in white lace
That cascaded down her smooth legs,
She felt a clam wash over her like a gentle wave
Stilling the butterflies fluttering within her
Golden ribbons of sunlight dance across her fair face
Illuminating her mocha eyes, rimed red from recent tears

The soft clatter of the piano plays in the distance
As she makes her way to him, her knight in shining armour
The one who would rescue her from her tormented past
Her eyes find him waiting patiently for her, her man of steel
She reaches for him grasping him almost desperately
His chill, like ice smothering her warmth
A smile glimmers across her face as they are joined
Pure white kissed by crimson red
Reality shimmers in and out of focus as he takes from her
And she complies, giving willingly to her saviour.

She feels herself being lifted away on angel’s immaculate wings
Leaving a fragile, broken body and a bloody blade behind

Yes, this was certainly her day of redemption