A rose is a gift of affection
Beautiful in every aspect,
And endurance is its asset.
Withheld from nourishment
Yet, It will not wither away.
When you behold its beauty
You cannot believe in its pain
Its pleasures ****** your brain
With enticement and excitement
Paving the way. Tears of Joy,
Are met with tears of met
When you touch the rose,
And the thorns have came.
They dig deep in your flesh
And make you feel
You have nothing left.
What a 360 this rose had made.
If only you knew its other nam

Inspired by the gleam in her eyes
This love starts to grow,
But this will sure be my demise.
For the love has grown
From a cub to a lion
It has matured,
But has not grown old
Nor reached the golden years.
This love is young
This love is innocent
Not yet convicted,
For crimes it hasn't committed.
This loves is not,
A fugacious attempt for happiness
It is a lion waiting to roar
As cautious as a serpent,
And innocent as a dove
This love is mines,
And I am yours

Staring in her eyes,
I'm more then hypnotized
I feel that I'm drowning.....
Not in any ocean of water
But a sea of sand.
Deep down in the brown
For the blue is cold
And her eyes are warm.
Mocha is her color
From her eyes to her hips.
In love with her brew
And her aroma.
A coffee that needs no cream
All I need is a sip
And maybe a lick of her cup
Bcuz she taste like hazelnut
Tho I think I've said enough
Bcuz I love it too much.

Back in the day,
If I had a problem I'd hit her up.
Now times progressed
And her name has changed,
But the formula is still the same.
When them girls wit no names.
Cause me hurt and pain
Her voice tames my heart then
Clears the thoughts out my brain.
Her perfume opens my nose,
a unique fragrance of her own.
Like smoke her aura fills my lungs.
Her name may not last,
Yet her presence is always felt.
This more then love,
And we're more then friends.
Everything about her entices me
From her smile to her body
I want it all.
Her lips entice me while,
Her body entreats me for pleasure.
Yet her mind is last to know.
So much I can say about her.
Tho, her name is all I know.

At the end of the day all there is, is time.

Time wasted and time i no longer have.

Memories of times i once i had.

Reminiscing on old time.

Thinking about the good times.

But the time is now.

And this time your gone for good.

We're done for good there is no next time.

I miss the times of you and me together,

and loved the times we shared together.

Last time i thought it was forever.

This time i know to do it never.

Never again will I love full hearted,

Because half of my heart has departed.

The times we had were worth forever,

I should have known they wouldn't last forever.