Love blooms and dies |
Like a flower in bloom, I am delicate to your touch. When you walk into the room, It all becomes too much. Like the loving gardener, You tend to my every need. Long time ago, I became a goner, When with one glance, you planted the seed. Like the glorious blue sky, Warmth and light you showered. Never knowing you to lie, Under your hands I flowered. Your voice soft and tender, I grew as full as you desired. All myself I did surrender, I didn’t know you grew tired. Like a flower wilts and dies, So does this heart of mine. You’re a handsome being of lies, From you, the sun does shine. Petal by petal you tore, Into my heart, soul and mind. Never to leave, you swore, A reason to stay you couldn't find. Like all beautiful things come to an end, Ours was cut short to the bud. I can never call you my friend, Because you play in the mud. Like a rose trampled on the ground, I am mushy, dying and still. To hell and back our love was bound, It was never my will. Like a flower in bloom, I am delicate to your touch, When you walk into the room, It all becomes too much. 36 Lines |