Sunday, January 29, 2012

Desert Rose

Desert rose
I can’t please you with my words
As we came from 2 different worlds
Mine was devoid of reality
No inspiration around me
And yours was full of those
Desert rose
Is it a crime?
I use my blade
To watch you bleed
end up in a Bouquet
is it a crime?
Diva pink rose
To take your petals
One by one
She loves me still
She loves me not
What are the odds?
Your petals odd
And she loved me
Desert rose
Is it a crime?
Watch you dry out
End up between pages
About love or history
In a dusty library
Desert rose
Is it a crime
You’re just a rhyme
I’ll cut you not
As she read this
I’ll make you a memory
For eternity

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