Enticing fragrance
Spirited snare
Single Rose in a bush
Eyes carry you there
Beauty appeals a soft kiss
Heart entraps in care
Take a careful touch
Thorns on stalk are bare
Mind your own pains
Rose does not care
Do not be envious
Bees buzz over there
withering petals go off
one by one in swaying air
Heart sobs by a painful pinch
Rose is nowhere
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