Is our love like a flower?
Precious, lovable and dying by the hour?
Thorns stabs me and I bleed my lust,
As i watch the petals crumble to dust.

Slowly, we sprout out of our bud...
New petals start to boom as we hug.
The thorns break away when you smile,
And i know we will be together for a while.

But when this flower dies,
That is my biggest fear.
For we both, and we all should know,
Relationships end with a tear.

So weak without you,
Cant speak without you,
Cant sprout without you,
Cant be me without you.

Hear my cry,
This rose would never die,
With you by my side,
I feel so alive.

You and I together,
Our red rose will live forever.

I made this for a person that is very special to me. The rose isn't much since it's lineart but it's still pretty! Enjoy!
Comments and hugs are very much appreciated.

P.S. I made the poem. You like?

.:*~Janelle~*:.