Dressed in Oblivion

How could something so beautiful

possibly become so lethal?

i never want to let you go

despite the apparent blood flow

your rapture is a rose

slowly staining all my clothes

tried to hold on to you so tight

substantial blood loss through the night

the blood ran through my fingers

brought on gushing by the thorn

red tears weep from my severed hands

leaving my heart ripped and torn