Deadly poetry

Just for me

A branch of roses
in the garden
waiting for me

Every morning
just for my eyes
to see

For my nose to smell
and my fingers
to brush

Send shivers up my spine
with a silky
soft touch

Their bright color
contrast
a black night

Making all that's wrong
in the world
seem allright

When blood stopped running
with the stiffening
of your body

I don't think
I even felt
sorry

But this short moment
in the morning
just a flower

I cannot tell you
why that hold
so much power

I can only feel
what is left
and still warms

Every morning
they remind me of
the last time in your arms