Red roses
Sweet kisses...
I am still drawing back the bow
of the arrow...
The sore of aloneness intensified,
melting en masse...
Soon I'll be done loving,
No need for disguise...
You wrote us a story, all within your mind
From the very first day that we met...
We are old news, expired
before we even began...
The bouquet of flowers
I offered you...
I saw you once again, my dear,
Though I stayed hidden, far from here...
Love dies
when the market shifts...
I'm reminded of you, in so many ways
I think that we've proven; it's not just a phase...
My heart beats for you it is true
Even our Lord Jesus Christ knows...
Im appalled at the view,
And I'm new...