• The Rose of Bitterness

    The name of a Rose is sweet to myself,
    That love is my rose which rose within me.
    Forever a flower shows its beauty,
    Is my lover with the red-dyed hair sweet.
    Cornering my mind anticipate,
    Your touch forever on my heated skin
    The love forever entwines around us,
    Is my only wish, no other I need.
    Show me your sweetness in a tender kiss,
    Our lips exchanging our love for another.
    Those tender touches you hold not for me,
    Are for him within your desire be.
    I see that lust is your one true mistress,
    Leave me with my rose; it smelling so sweet.