ROSE
So softly the petals of the rose fall
Like stars vanishing into their own realms
Quietly disappearing without a trace in the sky
New buds emerge; hidden from the shadows of the world
Shivering from their own internal coldness
The thorns growing outward, sharp as blades
Soon to be covered in darkened blood
So softly the petals of the rose fall
As its eyes glow brighter against the velvet night
Breathing in the scent thrown throughout the air
Dizzying spells quickly transcending the mind
The petals cling hopefully to the wet ground
Damp from the early morning rain
But now fading before the thoughts could be even spoken
|
|
