Upon a field of scarlet rose, she lay.
Fixed and frozen, imprisoned in the dark.
Bound by the brown oak frame, forever to stay.
Pure unblemished skin, left without a mark.
Chocolate coiled hair drapes across ashen skin
Midnight blue eyes twinkle in the twilight
Lonely, a painting trapped and caught within
A saviour passes by. To save her from plight?
Gazes into waxen eyes, falls in love, deep
Two straying eyes, a link with them, but he,
strikes his chest, makes his vow; a promise to keep.
Stay by lover's side, for eternity.
That frame of scarlet rose holds not but one;
Tortured souls now together. It is done.
