I recently brought my younger love a red rose and it was such a windy day I dare say the little rose got wounded in the travel to her house, and it started to rain as I approached her place, but she enjoyed it just the same. But she told me I have to win over her Father, who barely speaks english so in a sense our young and new relationship is 'black with sin'. Haha! Nice write.
This is simple but poignant; you make a point with just a few words. Many ways a reader could interpret this, but personally, it makes me think of "The Scarlet Letter."