Do you think of me?

you give me a quiet mind
and I… I…

Do you think of me?

I kissed her on the cheek today
And she smiled; I feel like a child!
My heart gives me chills; I have butterflies –
there’s a light at the end of the dark
and it’s the smell of her skin

Do you think of me?

Forgive the roses my love; you said
Sometimes they are beautiful –
Sometimes they sting

All beauty can kill; I replied in my head;
yet I was ready to bleed in her arms;
No matter the thorns or the pain –
She’s like no other rose I have seen
And roses bleed too