Love is a sacred red rose
First you must breathe its
Hot fiery scented clothes
And then passion permits
Unveil your hearts velvet
Tear-ripped torment-soul
Be thankful not to covet
A vengeful idea to extol
A means to hurt afresh
Flesh of your own flesh
The blood of your blood
Be thankful love imbues
An eternal flower bud
Flowering once but true
Through sorrows of you!
