Wild Rose

Scarlet streaked with yellow I lean to breathe in her scent I reach out to feel her touch she pricks me and I bleed… bleed her scarlet fever bleed her yellow fever she needs me to bleed I need her to need me to bleed so gladly I bleed scarlet streaked with yellow... Wild like the rose, I must have vicious when in bane Swallow the aroma... Passion acknowledge the tropical beauty enjoy the inspirational tease bondage and bandages of needing, aroused by the pain aroused by the danger Inviting... Touch my wilderness I stick, you bleed stroke, with fever, chills viral & unexpected, "I am The American Plague" Wild like the rose, you must have This poem is a collaboration by Tim Ryerson and Linda (PD) Submitted for: 'The Heart of Seduction contest sponsored by Justin Bordner