There are many flowers you can buy
With vibrant hues that catch the eye
But the most alluring flower in sight
Is the rose with petals black as night.
While other roses hide their thorns,
‘Beware my deadly spikes’ she warns.
She needs no flash display of colour
To enchant all that gaze upon her.
Many adore the crimson rose,
Her striking beauty, classic pose,
But I prefer the bewitching aroma,
Of modesty and gothic glamour.
There is more to her on closer inspection,
Mystery shrouds her dark complexion
Her secret spell is an ancient art,
Her midnight gown conceals her heart.
~By A V Brown 10/03/10