Depravity

nothing really to say about this one, just a poem...

the rose passes your lips
as you take a sip
of the sweetest poison
lipstick on the crystal goblet
like the shadows
thrown by your burning glance
and now i'm in the tallest tower
ready to fall
the rose floats through my vision
i lean out to catch it and my world drops out

i reach out my fingers
brush the silken petals once more
the wall is closing in too fast
i'm going to crash
if nothing slows me down
suddenly i feel you there again
you're dead too?
at least i'm not alone