The other day I spotted a rose
Dripping sorrow unto the rainy night
Velvet blackened with death a large dose
My kiss of sunshine will heal its might

My rose of dead beauty floundered away
Down a dark bitter path between the shops
I humbly followed, my heart led astray
The alley led with blood like coral drops

Feasibly her fill of death was too great
For I watched her faint upon her ruin
Was my fair rose gone? So frail and lightweight?
Hence, her lovely corpse never did stir again

Young she was, gone without once having lived
Her promising scent down a road untread