Blood dripping down
Coming out of my eyes
It's coming out of my veins
The life is pouring out of me
My soul is fighting it
It's hard to resist
I guess again I angered thee.

Charade in the ballroom
My artwork turned me
Into a red lights district lady
A prostitute if you will
Down to the bone - a profiteer.

My blood is thy canvas,
My body thy brush,
My soul thy plaything,
Oh, cruel Renaissance lust.
I dance among the shadows,
My laughter a hollow sound,
My heart a heavy burden,
My soul forever bound.

Insatiable habits hiding
In the form of unrequited love
Cheap wine and opium
As I fall in my much desired euphoria
The words pour out of my mouth
While I am thrusting hard
Making love.

Like "Flowers of evil"
Got banned from society
Laura started it all I believe
Romeo and Juliet ignited the fire
Now I'm about to burst in a wildfire
Listen to my avant-garde
Totally unconventional style.

But beneath the mask of deceit,
There lies a yearning heart,
A soul that longs for freedom,
To make a fresh start.
Oh, Renaissance masters,
Heed my plea,
Set me free from this charade,
Let me be me.
© .🌹.

Gulian & Juliet
@Gulian2.0 & @JJuliet

'The Rose's and Juliet's thorns'