Is it Be—Cause We Believed in LoVe?
Is it Be —Cause I couldn’t speak Louder?
What happened to the Red Rose of the dark, the knight of symbols?
Your skin speaks truth but hard to reach in the heart.
Your eyes speak of reason, Be-Cause we believed it was there
(THIS DREAM OF LOVE)
Promises like the lips of kisses and natural law
Our Laws broken in silence, I can’t speak for what’s inside
The branch of the rose reaches closely to your heart in mines.
Be-Cause, some time ago, I knew you
Dreamt of the Purest Form of Love
Dreamt of the Possible — to reach the mountains on the peak of our highs
The Forest, the trees, the plants
They know this behind the Red Rose of the Dark Knight.
Your aesthetics speak of us, let me take off what you can’t.
I wonder if you would ever be mine
Is it Be—Cause We Believed in loVE?
Is It Be-Cause I Couldn’t speak Louder?
our SHARED soil.
3 Comments
I can tell the writer pours each word from the heart and it is so beautiful to see a writer keep their work very original
The quest of a poem, I seek..
Great story.