2Ode to a Crimson Rose
Amazing beauty - quiet, tender, and soft
Blushing scarlet with silent, virgin passion
Your luscious scent sets my heart aloft
How can it be in this docile fashion
That you set my soul to fire oh so oft?
Tell me, simple flower, how it can be
That you incite such burning desire
From the deepest depths of me
Is it your blushing petal that pulls me from the mire
Of my strongest misery?
You stand out among the rest
Without trying you glow among your kind
Your swirling blossom glowing softly as the best
Do your seeding cousins mind
That you, to me, are most gracious blest?
Oh, why can I not be like you?
Born to wear my fiery passions as a broach
Not from the castle of my heart to shoo
Away those who lovingly and with care approach
Not from the castle of my heart to shoo
She who incites my passions as you do
She who tempts my desire more than you