The art of his heart
Let me paint the music,
Let me paint the love,
The one that is in your hands,
the one that is the bloody rose,
of the blue moons open land,
underneath the moonlight you called my name,
you said what a pretty rose,
for a red rose name,
but you also gave my heart a kiss,
and left the scent of your love,
dipped in chocolate bliss,
but painted the art of his heart.
YOU ARE READING
Hourglass of the Rose
FantasyThe Hourglass of the Rose, came into a fate of love, with the rose petals, and the delicate flower, that if every flower was you, they would pick every rose that was the flower of you.
