Two roses.

I saw your saw from a clockword mile around.
Sometimes i just don't realise anything that is going on.
You pushed me in your clockword smile..
I don't need my legs to feel so close to you...

A poem written on the bench where you first gave a kiss...
Two initials lock on a tree with a future so expected...
A smile lost in a mind of a bathroom memory...
A rose so scared that was just broken by the wind...

Your pants are dirty but my heart can wash your pain.
Give me a reason for you, to not notice my long hair.
On a block of trash i knew how it felt to be broken.
If i would have known where was my lighter,
I would have lighten your heart at that instant.

Some liquid paper off the wood that once saw us at our best.
Two initials so confused by the taste of not knowing what is better.
A tainted sky has just covered the remains of two bright smiles.
Two roses so scared that were just broken by the wind...