his beauty within the puddle.

There was this man
He held red roses that bleed into the rain,
Oh the beauty that crossed the path of the puddle,
So many horrors to drain
Together we faced our fears
Made promises restless into the night air,
Colours of love crossed out our disparity
Between two souls the world was a new the shiniest star,
Shooting across the ocean's as the tide rocked our hearts to sleep ,
Stirring not a stone upon the shore,
Searching had ceased to emptiness across clouds as they rumbled so full,
Containing so much love crashing within desire,
Striking lights covering the atmosphere,
A lightshow of tragedy,
So overwhelming electrified the breeze,
Freezing the love within the hearts as the clock of time stood in silence,
A tribute to the ode ,
Ode to the memories by the sea
Upon the pillow an essence of salt tears fell into the night,
while violently the sky displeased
Danced away the aching,
Begging to be freed,
Love grew a poison flower,
A red rose within his hand,
Oh how beautiful it bleeds within the rain,
A puddle now invisible,
Nothing left to drain,
Only the memory of the seed
Shall remain.