You are, my love like the lovely red rose,
Your eyes, your heart, your soul so naturally
A dance in the game of life.
For I love you, I know your thorn.
For I love you, I know your beauty.
The world see both and enjoy both parts.
For what would a rose be, without tiny thorns.
Mark Ruiz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-rose-4/
