rosses of passion

we start dancing in a garden
where the birds sing
it's a garden like Adam and eve
there that plant we can't touch
in this garden it's the black rose
know ing it's piosion I pick one to
give you and is gracefully accepted
With one stare and one kiss
All the rules are broken
as you hold the rose to your
beast to smell it's sweetness
you fall in my arms in love
I feel your heart beat against mine,
forever in rhythm together
as we wonder why we could
not touch this rose were thrown
out of the garden forever but are
hearts are still with the garden
forever our souls Rome the garden
together as one
for we plant are own garden of black roses
as we learn our love
the roses shall grow forever like our love
forever we will use the rose for sacred love
purposes and never use it for blood shed
for it's out of reach to whom who
use it for blood not love
I lean over to pick a rose from our garden
as I work on are in perfection of love
I smell the rose and touch your cheek
I touch a torn and we fall in to a passionate sleep
I fall asleep with my head on your chest,
so heavenly
as we show are love to each other are
blackrose start to bloom
I watch it bloom as my lips touch yours
I eat on of the peddles to enhance our love
I run my hand over your left breast,
to feel your heart
you feel no pulse as I die in your
hands and the roses wilt
A silent tear falls from my
dark blue eyes and lands on
your breast as I die with you
for our hearts and souls are in the
garden and are love joined
for I will forever be in your arms,
as the way I died
for love will always keep us
dancing in the clouds
and somewhere their will be a
black rose in bloom,
to keep us dancing
and a peddle for us to
take as a suicide pill
where ever there is fire,
there will be over lust
where ever there is death
there is love
this is a poem i had help making