The thorns the tear into my flesh,
The red on tan flows so well,
I take a breath and my chest swells.
Thinking of you my blue eyes dance,
Your love went through my heart like a lance.
The roses gold, my hair on fire,
I have been waiting for my desire.
Fall into the sea of hope,
The world has been sitting on a different slope.
From down below I have been waiting,
Without you it was suffocating.
You changed and grew,
Many demons you have slew,
But just like me you stayed the same,
Dormant as a slumberous rein.
Take the lance out from my heart,
Your love is my desired art.
No more to have the stake I shall not wait,
To take you in my enveloping embrace.