Decaying roses

Delicate flower i hear your cries

Your thorns lonely like my eyes

Your petals fall like my tears

Only hope brought us here

Delicate flower, were bound together

I hear the whispers of your soul

Delicate flower can you see me?

You were pure before you met me a delicate white that lay before me

But then your thorns cut me open

And let me bleed into your soul

Now your petals deep red like my blood

A reminder, a promise of what we've been through

And whats to come

Stay pure my delicate flower.Don't let me ruin you..