Love Poem: Heartbreaker


Thou are a leech upon the tender rose bud
When thou comes to find with it thy cosy warmth
And fare very well with it as this rose wax under the rays
And blooms with thee to flower thee to thy prime.

But how senseless anon, thou blight this fair rose
Thy life now expose to sunlight that finds thee a parasite
And thy shelter from hard wind, rain and frozen winter
As thou now makes it lifeless, where thy life springs!