Agatha Rozz

The Gardeners

The spade- tongued bastard

peels the petals from the flower

Was she a sweet, soft tulip?

Fragrant as lavender

Innocent as a lily

Untouched beauty in polluted soil

A virgin's love is sought by many

Is it true?

That the thin barrier of cotton

Is the only thing that protects my purity

Is it fiction?

That I can be loved for more than my flesh

Is my body but a trophy rose bush

tangled in a trellis of lies?

Budding with fresh enthusiasm

ready for harvest



  • hzugman

    How about "flowering and de-flowering" for a title?

    • Agatha Rozz

      Ah, thanks for the suggestion, though I took a different approach, thanks for the inspiration though, I was just going to keep it untitled at first

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