Rushing to my car

On a gloomy afternoon

I saw one single flower

On the front window

It was delicately placed

All its petals intact

I took it and went in

Admired its flawless red

One solid color

One silky touch

Shaped to perfection.. Was this flower

It did not carry a single thorn

It was made to love

To be admired As a whole

I was taken by its scent

So distinct So strong

Even its leafs were symmetrically shaped

So naturally placed

On a tall skinny pedicel

I gently opened the door

Looked around Looked no more

I smoothly placed the flower

The most beautiful flower I ever saw

Right by the entrance door

Oh pretty one I said

I hope he finds you here Before it turns 12

On this valentine’s day

I hope he places you where You so rightfully stay

See you don’t belong with me

You must belong elsewhere

As I turned, the red rose whispered

I do belong,

He picked me out of a 1000 rose

He said this looks like her

Perfectly shaped Amazing scent

Classy color Refined leafs

Standing tall Always ahead

This isn’t me, I said

He doesn’t know me well

Out of a thousand flower

I am the one with a hundred shades of red

My leafs are either too big Or way too stumpy

Oh, and I even keep some of my often useful thorns

My spine is always flowing to a rythm unheard by most

I flirt with the sun

I am a mistress to the moon

A sucker for the stars’ glitter and glow

My petals don’t put on a show

They’re a million story waiting to be told

Oh pretty one I said

I am fed up with perfection

It weighs heavy on my soul

It comes with an image

Very much like yours

One I have no time for

But darling rose,

Should you ever come across

One who sees beauty in chaos

One who flows to sounds None has heard of

One who isn’t scared by one or two thorns

Well, lets just say I have one petal left

With one more story Waiting to unfold