Analysis of "thorns"

Sticking through as I look upon,
falling razor sharp on unfeeling.
Two lay together swept in red clay,
The two that held my heart tasseled.

Streams unbearable of deprived thought,
staring at the two that lay carving,
etched forever still framed left frozen,
empty on thine eyes coherence.

Shrouds of metaphoric caress,
beating undulated upon canvas,
waves unadulterated delusion,
warping enveloped interleaved.

Cantilevered fathomed requite,
sashayed love amongst violet treasure,
readied solace pricking upon splay,
fallen unearthed to seize the day.