A Flower In The Thorns

A butterflies kiss for the pretty flower,
While all along the thorns stay sour,
I love thee pretty flower,
Ill stay against the thorns glower,

I love you and your sweet face,
Your petals show good grace,
My flower you shine so beautifully,
Even against those that bully,

Your eyes are deep I fall with pride,
Brilliant dreams filled up inside,
Your hair flows like a holy waterfall,
Speak pretty flower I answer your call,

I look yonder into the dark night sky,
The moon sees your beauty and begins to cry,
A flower doesn’t recognize her own perfection,
So I say magnificence is your whole reflection,

Pretty flower I say i love thee,
I wish I was you were with me,
I wish to nurture you with soul,
I pledge my life to you it’s my toll.