Rose

Red, vibrant, and beautiful. So eye catching, I almost become delusional.

I reach out my hand, open my palm and all.

I gently grab the stem, and feel something small.

A prick

a thorn

a sharp pain shoots through my finger tips.

How can something so small

cause so much heart ache?

My eyes water

and I hold my breath,

as I reach out a desperate hand.

I clasp down,

thorns dig into my skin.

I grit my teeth

Red overflows into my palms, and soon into my vision.

So red,

vibrant,

and so

so

painfully

beautiful.