taking deeply of breath
i found the sweetest aroma
of the rose upon me.
i looked down unto thorn’d rosebush,
reached to take of singular bud
and was pricked.
blood drawn quickly dripped unto the soil
and i finished my theft
of white rose with alternate hand.
raising the bud to mine face
i took in all she had to offer of scent.

quizzing at her beauty,
i dripped of mine blood
upon her whitest petals.
crimson stain
spread deep into the bud
and i smiled.
i squeezed of more juice
‘till petals were red of me,
and bud was heavy.
raising it again to mine face,
i took of her aroma
and caressed mine cheek
with soaking, inky petals.
taking deeply
breath of sweet fruitless offering,
i licked stained petals.

taking the bud into mine mouth,
i peeled away layer by layer,
exposing moist inner.
resting on mine tongue
i suck of her crimson nectar
hidden deep inside,
and lap the juice as it emits slowly,
bitter dressing unto mine palate.
and i take of her petals,
silky texture to mine taste,
and leave her stem.
perhaps to take another by blood.
but i have taken of her,
by god,
i have taken her...