don’t bring me roses

Rose
Photo thanks to Alex Crawford

just me

don’t bring me roses
 with their blood red petals
  with their gentle fragrance
   with their thorny stems
    with their soft cool frills

I could hold them close
  and breath in their scent
but I’d rather hold you

I could look in wonder
  at their perfect beauty
but I’d rather look at you

I could touch them to my skin
  and feel their caress
but I’d rather touch you

    bring me yourself
   with your cuts and scars
  with your sweet kindness
 with your imperfections
with your tender love

just you