Painted Rose

An innocent girl…
cherry blossom lips and
velvet tulip finger tips.
She was seduced by a reckless and deceiving boy.
He took her heart made of gold
like a swindling merchant.
It was her life and pride…
her happiness.

She didn’t notice his distrustful ways
until he laid his lips upon hers.
The was venom in the hard kiss
that he forced upon her.
The veil that enclosed his lying ways
was lifted showing her the truth.

He pushed her to the edge even
when she was tempted to run.
She was a broken flower
wilted in the rain.
The agony at that moment was forever after.
The wound in her heart would not suffice.
She was his sacrifice.
In eternal delirium she would never rest.