Post by atdestinysend on Dec 14, 2006 18:55:24 GMT -5
My dark rose
leaves that move
a touch a sway
Slowly opening and closing
A prick and I bleed
A whisper and it speaks
Hold its hands kiss its breath
My dark rose
the one that comes to life
feeling the evening air
standing under the moonlight
Black nights black days
So many of those
Hard to keep count keep track
Walk into my room and you'll see
my loveliness my sadness my black rose
My black days
my days of emptiness
Days that sometimes never
seem to end
and sometimes days I never
want to see again
There you will see my
black days my black roses
the days that come and go
then the nights come
All my dreams and thoughts
I keep hidden
Red and black roses
Fragrance so sweet
A touch a feel
Smooth as silk
A taste as sweet as milk
~~Lina
leaves that move
a touch a sway
Slowly opening and closing
A prick and I bleed
A whisper and it speaks
Hold its hands kiss its breath
My dark rose
the one that comes to life
feeling the evening air
standing under the moonlight
Black nights black days
So many of those
Hard to keep count keep track
Walk into my room and you'll see
my loveliness my sadness my black rose
My black days
my days of emptiness
Days that sometimes never
seem to end
and sometimes days I never
want to see again
There you will see my
black days my black roses
the days that come and go
then the nights come
All my dreams and thoughts
I keep hidden
Red and black roses
Fragrance so sweet
A touch a feel
Smooth as silk
A taste as sweet as milk
~~Lina
