Roses and Cigarettes

A Sunset Of Death

You let me go without any thoughts

To be forgotten was what I meant

Why did you confront me

Why did you not lie to me instead

My hurt meant nothing

It doubled my fears

For Adonis's blood

And Aphrodite's tears

Turned white roses red

Wish our fingers didn't touch

And our lips didn't speak

Of what we've been hiding

Along the bank of a creak

Our minds were abiding

But our hearts were weak

No Venus was needed

Or her magic to leak

To let me know

what we bestow

Of what was left

From the massive blow

That lead to the flow

Of what your mouth held theft

From vines in ruins and a rising sun

The banquet of noon and the click of a gun

We lose each other

No where to run

For life itself wanted none

Of what we tailored as the sewing wheel spun.