Take a rose by color, take it also by its scent
Compare it to your lover, it’s embrace its least extent.
A lily on a pond, a wall of darkest red,
Enjoy a rose as a rose itself, it presents to us instead.
Oh rose with beauty so intense, immaculate perseverance here I do pretend.
Take the thorn along your side, and grow to be my one and only selfless red reply.
I love your blossom tall and true, beyond the love so seldom through.
Please reach the sky with color as mischief minds will there discover.
And here remind, my one and only flower true.
My one and only lover, on this maiden midnight moon.
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RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2026 09:34
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Comments1
The metaphor of a rose and love that are woven into one braided line. A lovely write
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