lips stained red like a dawning sun
she tasted the petals of promise
one rose for the living
one rose for the morbid dead
one rose for the dance in her head

my sister of the rose
with the thorn-cuts in her palm
clenching the stem
while in her we hear the shadows dance

arms cut like a tortured soul
she fought the thorns to get to the roses
one rose for the one she cannot name
one rose to forgotten lips and the kiss that stains
one rose for the shadows in her heart

my sister of the rose
with the thorn-cuts in her heart
clenching to the sound of the symphony
while in her we feel her shadows dance

and she dances around the abyss
and she shines
and keeps us from falling
and she dances with innocent bliss
and she shines
and keeps us from falling

falling within

(c) 2015 allen simpson

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