The lights went out of the dark where the souls became the shape of how you played the roses and once you sank inside of my head
The roses made the ending so much more of a story but you took the step to take what you loved about me and never took for granted the time you played the notes but you just ended up writing the letters of my roses to the moon of my petals.
~ BlueMoon ~ The red rose petals of my thorned rose letters ~
The petals run high
Asking for the days we could never lie
You only caught my heart like an earthquake
The world is spinning like a hundred mile escalator
But you showed me the truth in the millions of pieces
That only put back together the puzzle after what felt like years
Of the petals falling high.
~ Rosyred ~ The rose petals of my thorned rose letters ~
The moon ran high
Just like the light
You caught a fallen star
Of the world that never could see the light
Taking one step closer to SnapChat.
~ BlueMoon ~ The moon of the petals of my thorned rose letters ~
Tick-Tock like a clock that hits the rhyme
And plays the sound as the notes chime with the music
Where the music overtakes the sound
And plays the strings like my heart that is the rose petals of my violin
When looking at the mask you can almost see the moon as it comes out from the dark of the petals that only come out at midnight.
~ Rosyred ~ Tick-Tock: Play the strings like my heart that is the rose petals of my violin ~
You saw the light as you came through the sun
And you left my heart in need
But where do you come in the night
As you sing to me goodnight
And can you take away my breath the same way you took my sunlight
Outline the curtains I never spoke of the way you took my ear with yours
With music and you wrote the words like they were piano
You wrote the words like they were piano
So just play
So just play
My violin of secrets
And can you just see my roses as you spell the words goodnight to me in my presence.
~ BlueMoon ~ Can you say goodnight to me in the presence of my roses? ~
The sunsets are wrapped like the sun
In the clouds I waited for you
To sit next to me without a sound
And the sun was my day I wanted to spend with you
But the most of the picture was the one I could take of you
That was not out of focus with the sunset of you.
~ Rosyred ~ The Sunset With You ~
The feeling of when I loved you
Before the sun sparked the raindrops
Of how you just loved the sunlight
Where the clouds became the clouds that were never enough
Of coming through the reflection of my roses
In the mirror that was crimson red of the moon.
~ BlueMoon ~ The crimson red of the moon ~
I am here to stay not to stick around
And then you asked me to stay
And hit the words like a bumpy road
Of the roadmap to the heart of you
Where I could never ask you to stick around after the sun.
~ Rosyred ~ I could never ask you to stick around with the sun ~
The days of the october I may have felt the lonely call
Trying to text you but you never called and if I would I would be
Your lonely call of the night dream.
~ BlueMoon ~ Lonely call of the night dream ~
The thorns of my roses
Came into the night
But you dreamed of me in a different light
And then you saw my petals that loved the roses
Like a heart that pumps blood inside of my veins
And then you wrote me letters of rose petals.
~ Rosyred ~ The thorned letters of my red roses ~
YOU ARE READING
Book 5 | Call Me Out, Call Me A Rose, Call Me A BlueMoon
PoetryCall me like a flower, That made me into a rose petal, Where dreams had filled the voices, Where speaking through a story, Was not a choice, Where instead like the memories, They stayed inside my head forever.
