Long stemmed rose
Beauty to my eye
Yet your fate is still
Just to surely die
And each day
I grieve
With More and more guilt
As I watch you wither
As I watch you wilt

Long Stemmed Rose
I am forlorn
Protect yourself
With a hidden thorn
They come to pillage
They come to cut
They see your bud
Then ****** you up

delicate distinct
Sweet perfume
Fragrant blossoms
Fill the room

We stand in awe
As you open up
Petal by petal
You give it up
A  smooth
And gentle touch
You easily bruise
In the fingers clutch

I grow sadder as you tilt your head
I fear it’s over
I fear your dead
I hope that you will grow some roots
Show some sprouts
Start some shoots

When you are given
You simply amaze
quickly placed
In a tiny Vase
A gift for me
Don’t know what to say
Watching you bloom
To fade away