rose of my hear

in the midst of thorns with spikes sharp and long
there grows a flower so fair
and standing tall, through the bristling mall
she spreads her petals with care

here she grows in all her glory
shining through the sharpened wall
a flower as sweet as any on earth
the rose of my heart she is called

the world goes by and she can’t escape
to the mysteries that are waiting here
but she’s protected from dragon’s fire
and the hurt from love she fears

chorus

can i be strong and reach for her
for her love i must bleed
her heart sings out from loneliness
and my touch is all she needs

chorus

©richard murrey, b.m.i.