paloma flowers! says:give me my bouquet
of flowery words
tell me
the truth about your lies.
you with the thorny hands,
scrape me with your caress.
what remains is the weight of
your memory scars.
that was yesterday.
today,
i make like a Spanish and
bite a rose in my pallid mouth
my wan turning crimson
because i found not a bouquet
but one
beautiful rose
without
the
thorns
of flowery words
tell me
the truth about your lies.
you with the thorny hands,
scrape me with your caress.
what remains is the weight of
your memory scars.
that was yesterday.
today,
i make like a Spanish and
bite a rose in my pallid mouth
my wan turning crimson
because i found not a bouquet
but one
beautiful rose
without
the
thorns
3 comments:
"...every rose has its thorn..." what's that song?
just like every night has its dawn
just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song...
its a song by POISON and its called:
EVERY ROSE HAS ITS THORN!
hands shaking, he took out the thorns
bruised and bleeding
only your kiss can heal
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