This Black Heart

Across this crisp white paper 

roses on words so visible

black petals draped over ink

emotions so physical

velvet soft to the touch

laid there for all to see

dying slowly like my soul

seen so distressingly 

my pen expressing passions

 this black heart`s now felt

flowing from deep within me

 a deathly blow that's dealt

this scene is but a moment

 words caught up in time

for this black rose will perish

like our love, both have past their prime

 © Lissie Bull 2015
image by Crysrelheartwarrior