Tinge of blood

You give me a rose: Not red but a yellow one.

You give a morning Not shinning bright but can be cloudy.

You give a dream Not misleading but can be of missing.

You can give me a bud: No not wet but moist with mist.

You give me a word: Not from the lips but from the heart.

You spare me a thought: Not melancholy but as seductive as ecstasy.

You break the heart: Not nightmares,but at least I can cry.

You give me a chime Not dove singing but can be of deep sigh.

You give me a prose Not of broken glass but can there be a tinge of blood.

 

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