The Black Rose ~

Inspired by the song 'Ghost of a Rose,' performed by the band Blackmore's Night.

 

The Black Rose ~

 

Rose enclosed with blackened mirth,

Does it softly shed its jokes on-

the face of your sad panoply

the emotions strewed within you?

 

Can you bring your heart to me,

as though it were a blackened rose,

Does my soul like petals wilt like,

that flower which you bestowed.

 

Can you kiss with lady's manners,

can you embrace with flower's grace,

can you keep our dreams together,

binding them with spider's lace?

 

Is there in my heart the notion,

that secrets glide like little snakes,

Into prisms tightly closing,

Over what you longed to say?

 

Does there rest behind your eyelids,

joys that I could pry awake,

Are there flames that crackle slowly

Seeking for a heart to glaze,

and stoke to life forgotten logs that,

in my heart beguile space?

 

Fingers that must captivate,

You weave me like a spider's net,

A wanton thing within your grip,

Binding me with gentle whispers,

Tempting me with silk-fed lies?

 

My heart is a but a bowstring on-

which you with your hands must work,

to rewrite notes that went awry,

upon the sheets of music that we,

with sordid lives have transferred.

 

 

And then-

 

Your burning breath hangs like a mist . . .

And- what are these lies I'm hearing?

 

Our racing fingers have no trouble,

Seeking out the perfect lines.

 

Fingers weave a gentle solace,

Measured sounds of chimes ring slow,

Ease of life that whispers to me,

until our love begins to open, once again,

and show our hearts a shining prism,

with black secrets, much too hidden.

 

Chasms hold our secrets, wishing,

Dreams that were more clearly made,

will come into our hearts, and keep us,

and illusions stir my desperate mind.

 

However . . .

 

when I see you again the next day,

resplendent in your solid grace,

you walk to me and slowly offer,

a token of your love proclaimed.

 

But then it comes-

 

and when I look down,

again I see your true colors-

a blackened rose of dying love.

Reviews

Just a beautiful song, by a intense band... I love too. I love the romance of this piece, mixed with your whimsical fantasy. :) You have such a class woman! and a style that is beyond beautiful. That ending, ah stirring.

- Elisa