Oh, deadly black rose, you were once in beautiful colors the classic of all flowers, soon you weathered up into rose dust, you were once so loved until you turned in lust now you cut so deep leaving so many weeping in a place of darken dreams.
-Judy Emery © 1989
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
YOU ARE READING
MOONLIGHT IS TRYING TO SURVIVE
FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.
