Monday, December 29, 2008

The Blue Rose, A Poem By The Dark Poet Byron

A breeze that blows through autumn fields
as Byron dark walks through his dreams
a shade blue in autumn haze
i need the light to guide the way

I'm running fast, it seems so close
the ocean rose, I long to hold
in all my dreams, it never fades
The Blue rose calls to my embrace


For in her hair, the breeze does play
and dances round, so wild, untamed
As sunlight falls on her blue hair
and sparkles bright, like moonlit glades

My heart beats fast and doesn't wain
for all i crave lies in her embrace
I stare into those jewels called eyes
and loose myself, so mesmerized

The blue rose calls to he who writes
through all his dreams. and starlight heart
For we who fall for angel love
Forever speak in Angel tongues

The Dark Poet Byron
Can you touch my forever. hold it close in your hands. Can you find the beauty in a rose.
For i am mesmerized by it. It binds me it drives me, it makes me loose my breath. For all that i hold dear in this world. The Blue Rose will always remain:)

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