Why do You tempt us so? or attempt to tempt as I may say to intrinsically Covett us with your beauty? your feinted image but puddle-rooted
waver as you may...
For is it every flower's duty? to lure in weary enamored travelers and be loved only by blinded wayfarers? hence the expression stop and smell the roses-
no?
And yet You have come to be known as the pinnacle of beauty and love whilst You would know not of either compassion, romance, and emotion...
more of a lack thereof..
for true beauty is not measured by the magnificance of your flower but is rather found in beauty of your roots the same can be said for love