I lay you upon your bed of roses
Soft the petals sweet the scent
And thorns which tear the flesh
The red of roses
The red of blood
Deep is the color of their joining
Exquisite are the textures
The sharp softness
Awaken long forgotten dreams
You cry out not
Just a soft sigh
A murmur from deep within
Lost in a world of visions
Seen by you alone
The color of roses
