Black Rose Part 2

The one who lit his heart on fire
Such love and passion
She tainted his soul, consoled his mind, his body,
his every form of living
With just the right touch, he clinched for more
She was now and forever engraved into his bones,
like love carved into a tree
Ones kisses so sweet, so inevitable
In a world full of beautiful women
She was the black rose.

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