My Black Rose Sarah Stearns Sarah Stearns is a student in S. Webster's class You are my black rose blooming

Ebony petals glisten in a cloud covered sky

My rainy day spent inside

The torn and yellowed pages of a book read so many times
Folded corners and underlined words
They bring me back to you

The devil’s smile spreads smooth and warm across your lips
With an angel’s eyes you stare beautifully into mine

You are the darkest corner of my sleep
The tears that stain my pillow while I dream
Rumpled sheets wrap around me and I tangle in your arms

You are the hole I cannot fill within me
The deepest place inside my heart that begs to be seen
Touched by your hands hot and seeking
My darkest secrets forbidden desire sought only by you

I see you

In the moisture of my breath clouding glass
Your reflection distorted in my bathroom mirror
Through the place I clear with frantic swipes you stare into me
Further than the sun can pierce the cold

You break every barrier I erect and laugh at my futile attempts
A sound that takes me to my fondest memory
Of a time when you were the softest dream that escaped my lips in a smile

I hold fallen petals spread like tar thick between my fingers
Until the thorny stem is bare of bloom I hold my breath
Dropping the pieces of sticky silk behind me never looking back
Knowing you will come to me

You are the darkest cloud in a storming sky
The first drop of rain to fall
Soaking through skin deep into my bones where I will always find you

You are the saddest song I’ve ever heard
The sweet words you speak turn somber to my ears

Your music weaves in and out of me a poison I long to drink

I tremble at the thought of you

How easily you let yourself inside
You flow so slowly through me that I cannot forget
every day every minute every second every breath

My favorite book on a rainy day with tear stained pillows and tangled sheets
The deepest part and darkest place wet with cold unprotected
The only song I’ll every listen to