You look like a black rose
in full bloom.
Your pose and the clothes you wear
Make me stare.
Love was a child, so meek and so mild
Love was a child who smiled.
Love was a child who played with a toy train
Love was a child who jumped in puddles in the rain.
A little word called crazy
Which people use when they are being lazy.
The word crazy covers a multi of goods and ills
Mad, bad, sad, cool
The heart is a womb where hope is born
It is conceived in the mind
Believed to be blind
Hope is a quest to be free
Your eyes are dark
They hide your darkness within
Waiting to ousted
Your lips red like a rose