A golden rose
Finds its hue
Golden eyes
Stare back at you
Wicked lust
Touches your fingertips
Inspires firey passion
To gather in your blood
Ice melts
Turns to steam
Your Heart is no longer
A mear broken thing
No longer unhinged
At the start
Now its beating
Life stirs withen
Youve found
The hunger deep withen
A golden rose
Finds its hue
Golden eyes
Stare back at you
