If They Bite You

Love her like a rose 

But don't you dare trim her thorns

She grew them for a reason 

And if they bite you

It's probably because someone tried to pluck her once or twice

Instead of letting her be free to grow 

Love her

Shine for her

Be the soil

Be the water she needs

But let her grow

Whatever way she wants to

Be her home

Not a cage

Fake flowers displayed on a stage can’t grow

But she is a rose

Be gentle with her

You two are in this together 

Be patient

And kind

Lust for her mind

Cherish her soul

Be the sun to her

Light up the night

And be warm 

This life is rough enough

Handle her heart with tenderness and care

Stop and stare and tell her she’s a knockout 

And for fucks sake man

When she tries to explain herself

Try as hard as you can to understand.

CH 8/27/26