A bright red Rose deposited by a Valentine.
A thorn rose swept away by a sublime innocuous controversy.
A story worthy of a tragic or messy adventure.
Words as touching as all our omnipresent desires.
A harmless moment leaving such an emblematic imprint.
Your angelic smile.
Touch my heart.
Hide my fears.
Erase my tears.
This Rose so symbolic,
You my Valentine, the two of us is quite an enigmatic story.
And again one of my many poems mixed with sorrows which are linked with the colors of my hatred.
I would always write my words filled with superhuman pain, what I feel in my veins, to get away from my glimmers.
I love you and then come the tears followed by the feeling of my pain.