Heart in heart conjoined.
A life and love
Conceived amongst
The thistles of fantasy.
I’ve found a rose
Destined to become
Its thorn.
I’ve found a lily
Alone
In the driest of valleys.
Kiss me,
And my lips
Will wither with wanting.
Petals
Fallen seedless to the earth.
And yet,
I love you.
Aug 17, 2012
Aug 17, 2012 at 8:11 AM UTC
Heart in heart conjoined.
A life and love
Conceived amongst
The thistles of fantasy.
I’ve found a rose
Destined to become
Its thorn.
I’ve found a lily
Alone
In the driest of valleys.
Kiss me,
And my lips
Will wither with wanting.
Petals
Fallen seedless to the earth.
And yet,
I love you.
