The Rose Terrace Empress

Rose terrace empress
resting on my chest
pounding flesh
harvesting graves in my heart
dead memories rest
sustaining seeds{of}
the rose,
{In time}blooming
escaping the skin.
{Releasing}sin
Lust in the ashes
of past trials
tied to the{here and now}
force fed passion,
{as the} empress rides
enduring longer{than me}.