Rose Petals from Image by Hypomanic Daydream

Unsure and under duress
Anxious lines crack the glaze
The kiln licked stoneware
Finally burns
Fired - the clay can crumble away
The mask that wears wrought the earthenware rots
Fired - the clay can crumble away, fall away
The mask that wears itself falls off, away

When she is next to me scarlet is all I see
Lotus unfold to blind my sight
Dew from the dawn lit air let the golden rays glare
Flower bloom to morning bright
When she is in my grasp lashed by the red rasp
Lotus unfold to blind my sight
Never let go of her hold the scent de fleur
Overwhelmed by rose petals
Skin scorched by the sun she sells

Hold on to that doubt the trouble your on about
The mask that wears rot the earthenware wears not
Only that ceramic is safe in the vulnerable place
The mask that wears rot the earthenware wears not

When she is next to me violet is all I see
Stars rise forth to ring my sight
Chill from the moon lit air let the silver rays glare
Midnight bloom to morning bright when she is in my grasp
Lashed by the red rasp stars rise forth to ring my sight
Never let go of her hold the scent de fleur
Overwhelmed by rose petals
Skin scorched by the sun she sells.

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