The Blue Rose's rarity

Sacred pacts down memory lane

Untouchable oath...we were insane

On the sand we ran...naked feet

Cruising oars of boats we'd greet

Up i looked upon the sky...

The moon I want I said with a sigh

He smiled and waved with a castle prepared

The way he built em ...even the waves they cared

I felt at ease...

No sudden pain

I looked at him... saw no gain

No greed , no glory

Just a simple story

Two boys we were who ran and sang

Olden times it began with a bang

We ran together on beaches plenty

Until we were both something twenty

Shells collected in our pouches alike

To hear the ocean when we like

We saw the stars gleam at night

Man we said what a sight!

But the moon was mine

For all of nine

I looked at her eagerly there

She lay with the stars who all took care

The stars invisible behind the clouds

I looked around...but not a sound

I saw my moon shining bright

Then I saw him silent and i felt a chill...a fright'

He stared at her with longing eyes

My moon he saw with bathed sighs

There I was I saw it all

The pouch with the shells they all did fall