Lovers poem

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
sugar is sweet,
and so are you.
Blood is red,
the sky is blue,
I'm flying up there quick,
all because of you.
blood pools on the kitchen floor.
feeling light headed,
seeing stars,
trying to open the door,
I don't know where I'm headed,
but I'm sure it's far,
up to the sky,

where pigs fly free and angels run around, smiling.
Love is a hard thing to deal with...

Cameron J.M. Bray ©