I perch upon a rooftop
and watch you down below
throw caution to the wind and
follow as you go
where ever you are heading
I will be there too
my only purpose being
to watch over you
for I chose you as my quarry
and that will be your fate
I’ll cover you in roses
then bury you in hate

Leave a comment


  1. Damommza

     /  March 18, 2012

    “On a hot summer’s night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red rose….” Excellent poem! 🙂 Fits in well with many of our themes.

  2. Damommza

     /  March 18, 2012

    Now I have the song stuck in my head… Lolz 😆

  3. Damommza

     /  March 18, 2012

    😛 Lolz…..


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: