Roses
.
Black roses, blood roses
could you join me for tea?
Would you love me better
if i looked like her?
White roses, red roses
couldn't we be friends?
Or am i just a dream
trapped inside your head?
Let me go
i'm not for you
But you know,
i wish i could have been
i could have been a flower,
made of steel
Now i'm just a scent
recognizable as memory
dismissed just as easily
The roses bowed for your pardon
where no other in this garden
could catch their notice
Hello little one
I'm afraid you must live
-White roses, red roses-
Hello little one
I'm afraid you must die
-Black roses, blood roses-
Can't even finish
what was barely begun here
.
-Moon Sidhe © 1998