White Rose

by Rican Chemistry

A white rose petal
That is my skin
Bruised by thorns
That is our sin
The feeling of dying
In ecstasy's hands
The hands of pleasure
That belong to her man
A stolen kiss
A borrowed heart
That tares my body
Sweetly apart
A mind so pure
And full of trust
Not noticing
Her husbands lust
But like a rose
Our love will die
And one day to your queen
You wont have to lie
I'm just a petal
In a garden full of love
And you're the gardener
That watches from above
I get used and abused
By loves cruel game
From here to there
Following your name
And like the petals in a rose
You are sure to let me fall
But for the moment I respond
To your loves midnight call