Deep in the chasm of a bleeding heart.
Anguish echoes within it's halls.
Wailing upon tiny fragments of lost dreams.
Stone by stone she forges these walls.
Seeds carried over on the midsummer breeze.
Immersing roots sprout small flowers.
Eyes romantically filled as their lips touch.
Memories of heartfelt hours.
Poisonous grief sickens the flowerbeds.
Wilting petals crumple each year.
Remembering the blood that stains the grounds .
Rain cascades as she sheds a tear.
Cruelest of winter's, a single flower
Blooms in a old woman's garden.
It's radiant beauty towers
Over the discontent of snow covered grief.
Deep in this chasm of a bleeding heart.
In the very center lies love.
A single flower blooms with his essence.
His soul lives below and above.
Waiting one day to kiss her lips once more.
