A Bed Of Roses We Are Poem by Offiong Felix

I see roses in your eye,
Withering and oozing and loosing necter fragrance
Weeping of thornlessness,
Droping a tear on my heart to lie
As you can see thorns in my eye
Protruding from stems with minds of innocence,
Weeping of roselessness,
Droping a tear on your heart to lie.
Let them weep no more my beloved upon
The thornlessness of our eyes
For your roses are my ros's
My thorn your thorn
And we shall bloom together
A bed of roses we are.