From a Red Rose

Am I joyful, or am I somber? Am I radiant, or recoiling? Do I reach out to you, or do I hide? Can you tell? Will I decide? Am I simple, or am I puzzling? Do I caress you, or keep my distance? Am I your true love, or just a stranger? Will you ever know? Will I ever surrender? Am I warm to you, or cold, impassive? Do I allow you into me, or elude you? Will I ever reveal myself to you, or for ever shut you out? Please don't give up. Keep looking, stranger, my true love.