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Black Velvet Rose: Book of Thorns
along this path i walk alone
veiled in shadows that are my own
in a blink of my weary eyes she rose
a majestic spirit of a lovely black rose
moving ever so close she whispered
her sweet song of salvation
the unusual warmth of the night collared
with a clouded sky breathing lust
the moon shining bright
sings her last loving song
her words ever flowing
so strong in loves light
her sighs caressing my hair
lips tasting teasing my dream
a pure soul so fair
i promise to fall for only her
her sweet incense fills the night air
i suckle her neck as she closes her eyes
her shivering hands entwined with mine a dare
all heaven's torment, our passion defies.
© 2012 Black Velvet Rose.
⊰ Spirit of A Rose ⊱

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