My lover sees flowers
My lover sees beauty, the sun, the light
He believes I am paradise
This to me is frightening
For I know time will surely show him hell
There in my eyes, he sees flowers
There on my lips, he tastes sunshine
In our joining hands he created raveling vines of eternal togetherness
My lover’s got humor
He believes there in my heart is paradise
Will time reveal my true nature
Where the end will set his heart, his faith to flames
And in hell, he will wish paradise contained no tears of smoke
But instead bleeding roses

© Winnie Jakaitis