Thank You For The Flowers
by Stock
My heart beats as flowers, fall perfectly on the vine.
My choice, it would entangle and rest, beside mine.
Write you a sonnet, with love expressed in every line.
I feel punishment, I never committed any crime
Now my heart, is firmly locked up with deep emotion
If our love was a fairytale, written to show our devotion,
I drank from the cup, which contained her love potion.
Perfectly handled, to catch the two vines entangled
My heart, the thorns, ripped me apart from the start
Your fast heart, the dark an ever depressing vein
Pulled up over time, your voice still controls my brain
I am asleep, but I feel awake, it's happening again
Love controls my thoughts, a second-hand, serenade
This love, is getting so much stronger by the day,
Putting into words, the feelings, I could never say...
As I lay this flower to rest, now dawn's another day
Let you free from my head, I am hanging on lose thread
That being said, you where my only, one first love
Thank you for the flowers, they will always be enough...