A rose on fire
Like my heart's desire,
The one I admire
Is the one I require.
You can call me a liar
Or be someone higher,
Who do you inspire
With your dire attire?
A rose on fire
Like my heart's desire,
But my soul has retired
And my mind has expired.
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A Specific Mood
RomanceSome poems I write when I'm in a specific mood and bored and got nothing better to do.
