A Prick Heals
A sensuous fear
Two bodies coming together
Engaged by a sweet crimson rose
and tall purple flowers
Reflecting on us, desires forever
A guardian angel doesent protect
As sweet as a rose..as sweet as my boy
A sensuous fear
Two bodies coming together
Engaged by a sweet crimson rose
and tall purple flowers
Reflecting on us, desires forever
A guardian angel doesent protect
As sweet as a rose..as sweet as my boy
The touch...the feel..the sentiments...the presence
Is far more voluptuous than the rose so sweet
That even death can not part us
Nor heaven nor hell
Thorny as it may be
It only hurts to lose it; a prick on your finger heals
Bittersweet is the pollination...unlike that of the tall purple flowers
So nimble so fragile so young
A thistle
We came together as one
Nothing was to fear
It should be desire
Even after its gone for awhile
A kiss of the rose
Is as good as it smells
A scent so sweet as my flower
