A heart of black pearls can melt like candy
when the sun and moon combine
Beauty like thick honey drips on my eyes
Flames blossom from flowers
roses smell of freshly baked goods
hot chile enters my nose
for you see the scent of roses
is not as soothing as you think...........
roses are the smell of danger
so stay away
slowly creep back
for when the scent captures your mind
reality becomes butterfly wings
silent
never to be heard
then when the scent dissolves
reality strikes like cold water to your feet
a car horn to your ear
roses..........
the devils flower
the scent that melts the heart of black pearls!