bloodied rose...ye who i have loved

bloodied rose...ye who i have loved,
ever since your stain of pain has matted your face of grace,
i have been haunted by your beauty...
how sad it is
to see your face wretched and etched with pain
the sin of within
has poured out and about
this ground without sound...
i sigh and cry
for what was
and now is gone without a song,
i linger on in rememberance of what was
and what will be...

*nv*