A perfect white rose

A day with no clouds
This weather
She loved


She lies
In a wedding dress
Beaded with pearls


Beside her
Is a picture of them
Framed with creamy sandalwood
She smiled
So sugary
He smiled
Sighing guilt


Now he stands here
A face too pale
He placed on her hand
A perfect white rose
Its petals will never fall
For it never bloomed

(list poem)