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This is my first water color (YAY!!!) and is now hanging in a small gallery for a month or so, then i get it back. I really wish i had done the sky differently. but i love the wing tattoo and REAAALLY want one someday! (heh)
But it basicly was done out of a poem i put up long ago.
V -- here is the poem. I hope you guys like this painting better than i do :]

My Bloody Rose

The gentlest of hands can be pricked by the thorns of others, my love. Just remember a roses affection in dark creamy pedals, soft and warm, never would I compare them to that of a red one.

Layer opon layer of grey clouds line the heavens, In darkness you are all I need. A single rose is far greater than any other dozen in this world.

I know you can't see the wind but you know its there, and I know life gets hard to do, please I beg you remember what i promise you.

Dearest to my heart and nearest to my thoughts, Please know that there is no way to tell you how i feel; I don't know how I feel. To bid you fairwell would be tragic, and to kiss you would be bliss.

I will scortch nor blow through you as the autunm winds. I pray to stand from afar and watch over you as your shadow. and if someday the fates should allow I will embrace the inviting pedals of the rose. May your thorns leave a bruise or draw blood, I swear to smile and still love you. As I always have. - Cam

Description
This is my first water color (YAY!!!) and is now hanging in a small gallery for a month or so, then i get it back. I really wish i had done the sky differently. but i love the wing tattoo and REAAALLY want one someday! (heh)
But it basicly was done out of a poem i put up long ago.
V -- here is the poem. I hope you guys like this painting better than i do :]

My Bloody Rose

The gentlest of hands can be pricked by the thorns of others, my love. Just remember a roses affection in dark creamy pedals, soft and warm, never would I compare them to that of a red one.

Layer opon layer of grey clouds line the heavens, In darkness you are all I need. A single rose is far greater than any other dozen in this world.

I know you can't see the wind but you know its there, and I know life gets hard to do, please I beg you remember what i promise you.

Dearest to my heart and nearest to my thoughts, Please know that there is no way to tell you how i feel; I don't know how I feel. To bid you fairwell would be tragic, and to kiss you would be bliss.

I will scortch nor blow through you as the autunm winds. I pray to stand from afar and watch over you as your shadow. and if someday the fates should allow I will embrace the inviting pedals of the rose. May your thorns leave a bruise or draw blood, I swear to smile and still love you. As I always have. - Cam