If razors were
meant to convey
love,
I would cut deep
in to your soul
and watch you
bleed,
If razors were
roses in spring,
I would pierce
through the garmets
deep in to your
spirit,
I would watch
you flow like a
river in the nights
of September,
If razors were cold
nights in winter,
I would stay awake
and watch you
deeply sleep,
I would follor the
stream of your
precious smiles to
see how far can
we go,
If razors were meant
to convey love,
I would cut and
watch your
feelings subside,
And i will let
them flow deep
within me
