The rose
When I see you,
I only see the petals that blooms
Oh, beautiful rose
Forgetting the thorns you conceal
I only see the beauty of colours
Perfected with your perfume
That promises a never-ending pleasure
To all who will breathe you in
And your taste,
See, the taste of your nectar is as sweet as honey
Milk on the tongue of a baby
Never satisfying, yet I keep coming
But one day I came,
Only to see the petals I adore and worship
Has wither and die
The birds that constantly sing of your praise and beauty are no more
And the bees that buzz your splendor are gone
And like all my past lovers,
You could not promise forever.© maxiblinkz
I only see the petals that blooms
Oh, beautiful rose
Forgetting the thorns you conceal
I only see the beauty of colours
Perfected with your perfume
That promises a never-ending pleasure
To all who will breathe you in
And your taste,
See, the taste of your nectar is as sweet as honey
Milk on the tongue of a baby
Never satisfying, yet I keep coming
But one day I came,
Only to see the petals I adore and worship
Has wither and die
The birds that constantly sing of your praise and beauty are no more
And the bees that buzz your splendor are gone
And like all my past lovers,
You could not promise forever.© maxiblinkz