By Maddox Burns

Says in roses,
Emotional whispers,
A love that never gets easier.

The last bow of the sunset,
Red waves tell good news,
They shot in the horizons.

Ancient stretch blood,
The knot that binds us all as one,
The rhythm of life.

In the great drama of life,
Blood is the throbbing song of the heart,
Echoes all the time.