I never paid
any attention to
that was said
about love that was true
and the it's connection with a rose.
There was the gift
where the perfect guy
made a shift
and gave a rose real sly
And she squealed in delight.
But below that,
is a metaphor.
There is no chit-chat,
about the thorns.
and a rose's pose.
Take a look.
Love is wonderful,
but tolls have been known to take in every book.
And there is that whirl,
that is given by a special light.
Thorns are the hardships,
the ones that are caused by those
long road trips.
It's slightly bent shape are the woes,
that every rose bears.
Every love has it's ways
it's tricks of the trade.
To deal with life's sways.
There are many shades
of love, one of which, is red.