Roses are black
as black as coal
as black as night
as black as the heart
that you so obviously stole.
Violets are blue
do you like me
as much as I like you?
You might be a lonely blue corpse.
A vampire of the night...
A shadow to my perilous view.
Your eyes are dark and bottomless,
When you smirk, I want to kiss your lips,
like there is no end.
you are what brings color to these roses
Life to these beds of flowers
I just wish you could see
even if you were a corpse
you'd still have meaning to me.
You make the soil, healthy and rich
so these flowers can grow,
and you become one with the flower
that you unknowingly sowed.