The prince and his enemy(sestina)

There stands that symbol of love
The blossoming dark bleeding rose
given to his ancient enemy
by a young reckless prince
in the light of the waning moon
where is the blessing of the goddess

the call is unheard by the goddess
the unconsummated life of love
is marked by the moist red rose
She, the unforgiving, yet desiring enemy
mocks yet yearns for the prince
sparks glitter from the faraway moon

In the dark side of the moon
sits the forlorn weeping goddess
She cries for the wait of the virgin love
sitting on the mantle, drys the rose
the color remains as life leaves watched by the enemy
alone in his vast, empty castle wanders the prince

The yearning for his consumes the prince
he wishes by the new moon
pleading with the lost green goddess
he begs for everlasting loyal love
the love is held in the dry rose
which is watched by the eavesdropping enemy

bearing the wishes, the enemy
ventures to find the gray palace of the prince
the rose holder follows the leading moon
blessings are granted by the watching goddess
who finally sees the wishes of love
and forever the love is held in the immortal dry rose

The embodiment of love; a rose
is still held by the last enemy
together with the loving loved prince
their day graced by the full moon
is honored by the presence of the goddess
who longs for their everlasting love

the young fresh love held in a dry rose
joins the enemy and a young prince
while the moon and its goddess intertwine.