Post by sleeplessdreamerzz on Jun 25, 2007 14:18:59 GMT -5
Beauty a scarlet: door,
Beckons one in, while concealing the truth inside.
Bright red, captivating the heart, clouding the mind.
A single glance and reason dissolves into nothingness.
Sheer spectacle, such a sight, renders one motionless.
Like blood that flows through our hearts bringing new life.
A deep, swirling dizziness such as crashing waves throwing Aphrodite into existence.
Leads to first lust, first love, and inevitably heart break.
A mask hiding soul and keeping heart just beyond reach.
No way of entrance or exit, a nonexistent key.
Forever remaining shut, only hinting at more within,
Blood flowing under and over forming a flawed perfection.
A rose, having such sweetness, yet covered with thorns.
Like the sun reaching upward, burning bright; loveliness peaking.
Bitter vinegar lies beneath this alluring honey.
An entrance never opened, the truth never found.
Beckons one in, while concealing the truth inside.
Bright red, captivating the heart, clouding the mind.
A single glance and reason dissolves into nothingness.
Sheer spectacle, such a sight, renders one motionless.
Like blood that flows through our hearts bringing new life.
A deep, swirling dizziness such as crashing waves throwing Aphrodite into existence.
Leads to first lust, first love, and inevitably heart break.
A mask hiding soul and keeping heart just beyond reach.
No way of entrance or exit, a nonexistent key.
Forever remaining shut, only hinting at more within,
Blood flowing under and over forming a flawed perfection.
A rose, having such sweetness, yet covered with thorns.
Like the sun reaching upward, burning bright; loveliness peaking.
Bitter vinegar lies beneath this alluring honey.
An entrance never opened, the truth never found.