• Rose

    You're a rose who charms,
    Handsome to my eyes.
    Whisk me away I wish.
    Fire in those eyes,
    cool as ice.

    Many follow you, but I long to follow.
    I walk away throwing that dream I
    wish was real.

    You notice me, walk to me, and talk me.
    You play and decive me.
    A thorn you are in my side,
    like the rose you are.

    I long to run away from you.
    But you are just a rose,
    something of beauty,
    but a heart of darkness
    you hurt those who hold you
    dear and in return you hurt them.

    You stab them in the heart and you regret,
    you find someone else.

    But you are just a rose,
    a rose in my eyes.