The Blue Rose

When will I see you again, in my mind you are there all the time
Across the miles, across the oceans, I feel your heart beat in mine
To know you , is to know perfection, your eyes, your smile, your voice
Touching every muscle in my body, moving every thought of desire
I will hold the thorn in my hands , until they bleed the blue of the rose
Forsaken passion, forgiven pleasure, taken away too soon
Death may not get between us, as we are tatooed in the ink of eternity