A Sip of I Forgot

Do you recall it's name?

Red droplets staining my lips

It's not the wine in my glass

Sweeter still than anything

You've ever known

Scent so intoxicating

Perfectly aged

Her rose was blooming

And wouldn't you know

I had to sample

I had to taste

Every last drop

But never in haste

She lasted all morning

She stayed past midnight

It was a whole new week

Before we saw light

And wouldn't you know

Black Roses Blooming

And Violent Times nigh

Two yearning ships

Lost in the Night

We all play a part

In the grandiose play

Envisioned by poetic eyes

A Tattoo branded on

Her lonesome heart

Red Roses In Her Hair

Sweet fragrance in the air

A Howl Tonight

Just to show you care

So stay a while and listen

Pull up a chair and forget all your cares

Carmine droplets staining our lips

It's not the wine in our glasses

No, indeed not

The morning is dim

On this All Hollow's Eve

I have a treat for you

A Sip of I Forgot...