[ The Desire of a Rose is but a single Thorn ]

The Desire of a Rose is but a single Thorn
The Bitterness and Bereavement of Loss
The Soul I've given to you for all is a cost
To Burn a Candle in the wake of Forelorn
The Flame which You hold within Hope
A Canvas clashed with Reds and Colors
A Palette of Memories which cherished
The Moment in which you have to Cope.

The candor of the written worth of stories
A Kiss is just a Action; To Touch the Soul
A question of what meant to be Eternity
A Pair, coupled together held by Two Rings
A Church to be Merriment entitled to All
The shadows which run across the lit Sun
To which you shine unto others and recall.

Liberation

The Time was ever ending with a sealed kiss
To which once was yours and our only bliss
Now with parting tides of even storm weather
Is the cause of which I shall Love You Forever
The Now is ruined by the One who calls to You
The Rings we were to hath become as Two
Rung a knell of what Love once knew our Star
If ever you are to be with Hope, I'll not be Far.

Liberate from The Honesty of Disillusion
The Crystal Glass shines a Supersition
To best state an address to Your Heart
I call upon the Dusk to Mend Your Light
Liberation from the Tyranny of Cause
So to say is the words of which laws
The Union of Souls in Church bound
To finally make Wrongs to Right.