I found a rose by the front door in the morning Laying there on the porch Waiting for me to pick it up The most beautiful red rose I have ever seen The colour intense and deep I got it up and felt gentle, velvet petals So sensual to touch Smelled the flower’s amazing smell Just perfect
No note…
Who can be my generous benefactor Maybe the handsome guy living next door Or some mysterious admirer A thought of it stroked my ego with pleasure
But, wait a minute…
Maybe someone lost it Or threw it away like unwanted ******* Maybe it's just a mistake I looked at the rose again Not so beautiful any more The smell, not amazing like before And the colour a bit pale
Suddenly I saw all thorns...
Maybe it was my enemy Dropped the bloom on purpose Yes, it must have been that stupid neighbour lady She planted the flower here and now she laughs sneeringly I'll throw it away to show her I don’t care