Red Rose, Black Thorns

The apple of knowledge is rotten to the core
I left my ideas to soak up the blackening skies
Rain will fall softly when the time is right
so follow me up the stone path if you so desire

There's a garden of the sky
waiting just beyond our restraints
Take my hand
and leave your darkness behind

Red roses bloom upon us
and we feel no pain
The agony is the ecstasy
it will drive me insane
Black thorns pierce carnal euphoria

The apple of knowledge is ripe with illusion
What you feel will replace silly ideas
Snow will pattern a bed from the stars
and cloak us in blue cherry blossom

There's a garden of the sky
waiting in the embrace of sunlight
Take my hand
and leave your darkness behind

Red roses bloom upon us
and we feel no pain
The agony is the ecstasy
it will drive me insane
Black thorns pierce carnal euphoria

Reviews

[Dark Poet]

"I left my ideas to soak up the blackening skies
Rain will fall softly when the time is right
so follow me up the stone path if you so desire

There's a garden of the sky"

This is what I love about your poems. I said it before but it's the way you describe scenery as an emotion. As if an emotion is something physical. Maybe that's not what you're aiming for but it still something I've never seen anyone else do.

[Luna Zerimar]

"Take my hand, and leave your darkness behind."

I absolutely adored that line. Made me want to ACTUALLY reach for you hand.

..And leave this world behind.