Thorns, Blood and Roses!
Thorns are painful and I will never really wish it near me.
Thorns are scaring and they leave you scatted for life.
Thorns are thorny and they never really fit into the smoothest landings.
Thorns are just mean and rude and when you find yourself in their midst, they make you bleed.
Thorns are pointy and they maim.
Thorns are just bad for you and you should stay away..
But I have a thing for thorns, they apart from being barby and painful spikes, they are the foundation for beauty.
They are the platform that seeds the most beautiful petals and they last a lifetime doing what they do, being thorny.
Roses are plucked out of thorns and despite the spiky, curvy, pointy and destructive nature of thorns,
they make my Roses come alive.
The sharper the thorns, the delicate the Rose.
I like the thorn in my Rose as it makes me appreciate that thorn in my flesh.
When I pluck a Rose for you my darling, I drop a bit of blood to show just how much I love you!