Black Rose

by Jeanette Palomo   Mar 26, 2011


The still of the night cuts deep into my soul for the pain of silence is the one I wish no feel not anymore. For the moment I heard you speak my name my heart split in two making my body one again. "Follow me" you said "now is the time when I can save you from your misery".
Like an angel you spoke to me the whispers in the silence drove icicles in my spine. I thought I was hallucinating for the moment I saw your face I could not find the words to describe the weight lifted of my shoulders the words were hard to find because there no words on earth to equal your beauty.
Lost in your eyes I took a step forward to just graze your silhouette that one touch would have sent me on a high road in a sea of dreams when I touched your perfect neck, my fingers never found solidity I lost breath and my eyes lost their capacity for holding my tears. My insides turn to ash I knew the moment of reality came you were simply an act of imagination.
You were so perfect for you were made in my perfect image you were everything i never thought l would be privilegedto have when I awoke, I awoke in tears I streched out my palm in pain for the flesh of my hand was torn and punctured in all different directions.
In the center of the agony lay a single beautiful black rose not wet with blood,not damaged by my grip it was beautiful i could not hold back the tears any further the memories of you were in my palm such beauty surrounded by such pain should never be I would never be yours I would never be worthy of your arms never is such a long time but It is just a beautiful black rose.

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