A kiss from a Rose

A kiss from a Rose

O dear Rose, your pure fragrance and warmth vase of vitality,
Are you a façade of faltered mishaps or truly a face of felicity?
O dear Rose, you materialise in a variegated colour personality
But are you a virtual veracity or a gesture in innocent sincerity?

Your appearance outlook is to appeal in a dress passionately artificial,
Wear a contrast to the phenomenal beauty He has made so real.
Appointed to you is delivery of all sensationally seductively superficial,
Bouquet in a bunch for an exhibition of visions suitably surreal.

A simple symbolism of devoted love is what you risk to represent,
Secretly in solace you seek the uprising of relentless rusted revenge.
An irresistible intoxication in your perfumed stimulation of scent
Entices your audience into an ambiance of accelerating avenge.

Intertwined; you kiss my lips and caress against my mouth rims,
An decorous distracting infatuation, an impulsive determination.
Pliers will be my dissection tool to tear apart your lustful limbs;
You are no amusement attraction, instead you’re a false flirtation.

A suggestive inception with a blackmail touch of character colour,
You yourself flaunt in a ravenous hunger and flourish a desiring thirst.
In your mind you possess to be a torturously emotional mind of master
But even at your finest, you’re glamour is an influential reputed curse.

From your stance I have unravelled your pretty picture-perfect petals,
I have satisfyingly stripped your stem of your lurking languid leaves.
No longer will you conceal yourself behind a stereotype tale of nettles,
Now stand bare; exposed; peeled; be seen as a flower that we appease.

O dear Rose, when nothing is left you will wilt your wondrous wand,
Some keep you still, press you firm between layers of memorial palms.
O dear Rose, your presentation is in exchange to not verbally respond,
Faced by lawful loves or grieving graves you’re a calming books of psalms.

Author's Note

A flower for feedback fruits

... On the surface I am talking about a Rose.. the other meanings are intertwined with in it - Can you hear the address?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is beautiful.
"No longer will you conceal yourself behind a stereotype of nettles,
Now you will stand bare; and will be seen as a flower which to appease."
When a flower wish to appease you. Can be a wonderful dance. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[-Scribe in Style-]

Thanks man!
I do like the idea of it being a dance..
A

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.