Thursday, February 26, 2015

love of roses

some one loves you - call it friend if you like,
not an obsessive cino man,
not a passionless or heartless fiend,
some one who knows the troubles life gives you..
your heart's silver horse..
a mind of passion and vice..
dreaming of that that dreams

talk of love..
does money make a work of the heart,
a mind an art - death to precious gifts,
keep on dreaming - not a moment i can savor in the empty house.
close your eyes - see my heart within,
a rose not steam.
clean as that gift the heart gives

oh so angry - angry with the one you love,
tell yourself - not the one - one to destroy - one to make the mind numb,
heaven takes away - that fleeting feeling,
turned to dust - that dreamer..
oh have you seen him dance ?
heavens dreamer - standing

will that demon ever admit - the master,
oh a gift from that rider of silver,
silver trains - done again,
speak his name - the speaker of roses.
taking a pill to swallow a heart of gold - a lady setting in stone.
whisper his name - know a feeling

lovers game - love of roses

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