Guns and Roses

Thirsty for laughter Famished off smiles Hungry for love Yes this is me. Deserted and abandoned Left to waste. Separate worlds The love we shared Wishes, dreams and aspirations Greatly different and divergent........ Parallel and conflicting Like guns and roses. Reasons enough For us to live our different worlds To find harmony And those that suit us best....... In our separate worlds Different thoughts and dreams. No, it would not hold Abuse and exploitation Carelessness and impunity.......... Or so it seemed to me As you carry your gun with you I go with my rose.