So Like a Rose

Her beauty is so like a rose,

Like a rose, fair and pink,

So precious and delicate to the touch.

She flows like the soft hues of the dawn,

As her grace dances through the spring breeze.

Her skin is as snow while her eyes are as crystal.

So like a rose in the gentle rain,

Her laughter sings sweetly as glassy,

Pink tears stream down her rosy cheeks.

Her words are so like a rose,

Like a rose, thorny and dark,

So harsh and bitter is the taste.

Her voice stabs like the thunder’s crack,

She screams like the wind’s howl, stinging like a spider’s bite.

Her hair is as night while her teeth are as the sun.

So like a rose in the pounding hail,

Her mournful cry reaches the depths of space,

As she withers away throughout time.