Her bleeding heart

With hesitant, tremulous timing
The flower bud pried open
Her tender petals, one by one
To reveal her bleeding heart
To her beloved
The golden sun
Riding high in her golden sky

Only to discover
Her sky engulfed in blackness
Her golden sun
Was lost in the clouds
Of an eclipse
Too powerful for her
Tender petals
To pry open

Her tender petals
Shrivelled and crumpled
One by one
Into dry dust
Her bleeding heart
Turned to ashes