Black Roses

Standing calmly at her balcony with a face painted white
Black cloak drawn taut slips from her shoulder with ease
She gazes wonderingly deep into the shadows of night
Past her withering garden of shattered love and memories

The moonlight outlines the statues of old, fallen heroes
And off into the shadows where her lifeless husband lays
A pair of entwined black roses full of melancholy grows
Marking the punishment of sinful lovers for all days

His wedding vows rest broken; 'until death do us part'
For now he and his paramour settle together breathless
His widow stands disorientated with an overcome heart
Her stubborn mind disbelieving as black roses caress