Death to thee, red rose
Thine petals swallow mine’s sunlight
Empty promises of protection deceives
Eden’s prophecy loses eternal delight
Now this tulip snows brownish leaves
And death becomes love
Love in a dozen,
Twelve bloody pieces of a broken heart
Love in a dozen,
Twelve sure ways for love to fall apart
Death to thine aroma, rose
Thine intrusion chokes mine’s oxygen
Releasing lethal gas of despair & hate
Incision through the soul as a surgeon
Senses of love now in comatose state
And death becomes love
Love by the dozen,
Twelve cutthroat jurors, guilty verdict
Love by the dozen,
Twelve consecutive lives, love a convict
Death to thine legacy, rose
In the arms of the wind youth marvels
Eagles in flight masters of the deep blue
Blood loyalty among offspring sparkles
Yet déjà vu’s predictions reveal but rue
And death becomes love
Rapadoo,
