A Rose

The rose is a flower of unfathomable beauty,
Its smell...so seductive...
A reminder of the gardens of Eros,
Its petals... oh so gentle,
Like the bare bottom of a virgin princess.
Its hue... so rich
Reminiscent of the all encompassing emotion called love.

And...

Its entwined ridges...
Paints a picture of a lover lost in a vicious labyrinth, looking for his love.
Its thorns... the nails of the devil,
A reminder for him who dares...
To kiss the rose,
A reminder for him who dares,
To cross into the forbidden,
A reminder for him who dares... to love.
Yet beauty and love leave man sans sense of direction,
He loses all his rationality,
He dares to cross into the forbidden,
He challenges his own mortality,
Only to face lady love's brutality...


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One of the times when I was feeling Keatsy agin. Mom-dad's annivarsary... got them a bunch of roses. Close examination and here's the product!!!