My love
Our love is like black roses
not bright, nor beautiful
But dark and evil
Love is beautiful
But ours is agonizing
When you gave me that single red rose
It turned black
Because of the pain you brought me
Black roses is how our love is
Black roses is how it will always be
So I give you a black rose my dear
For that signifies our love
Stephanie Sanchez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-roses-3/
