Painting Roses


The Red Queen

wanted red roses.

The roses were whte,

so the cards painted them red.


Red roses

a common symbol of love.


I paint roses everyday

for you.

They aren't red,

nor white.

I don't want to be cliche


Would you still love me

if I painted you 

a black rose?


Love can be lustful

like a red rose.

pure white

like a virgin.

or black

like the bruised and broken


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