I have a gift for you.
A single black rose
to show you my black love.
A single rose,
as tainted as my soul,
and a single dark feather,
a token of my desire.
Do not scorn me,
my dearest,
Come close.
Prick thy finger
and give a drop of blood,
Sustenance for an angel
condemned to walk the Long Road.
A black rose-
A token of my forbidden love for you
and the symbol of my damnation,
and my fall from Grace...