Rose

Don't you know that roses don't
spread that sweet aroma any more,
the scent poets strew so lavishly,
that magic ingredient
which no girl can resist
is no more.

You flaunt your extravagance
as does the whore her ware,
flirting with my love of beauty
and in the heart of you,
your virginity
Is a scintilating star,
Inviting in it's purity.

I fall into your dusky red
depth
get lost in your exuberant size
and the pheronomes wafting
Into my nose
dizzy my head 'til
I swoon unto your
silken embrace.

Oh rose, your beauty
prostrates !