I See You Staring

It was only a moment ago when you held me in your warm embrace; your arms are now razors against my skin.
The agony I feel coursing through my skull is the only indication I am still here,
My soul is dissipating with the death of our love.
A rose - all but withered and forlorn - floats in my vision, it's thorns are my salvation.
Spring dew forms pools on my skin as I lay here naked, weary.
I look into the clouds and see your brown eyes staring back - is it a dream?
I take a second glance and realize you are right here beside me, staring back.
The cold depths of your glare chill my soul and forbid it to leap away, why must I love you?
My heart is surrounded in barbed wire, only for you to hold.
I try to cut free, to release myself from the imprisonment, until the rush of warmth on my arms fulfills me.
I see the red water drop slowly and steadily down my fingers as I grasp for the now red rose.
At least this flower alone will survive this nightmare.