• The beauty you are
    My wonderful goddess
    But you have that discriminating scar
    Isn't that the oddest?

    They think you're bad because you have thorns
    They think you're evil by your darkness
    But can't they see you're short of the devil's horns
    They're probably just jealous of your beauty my goddess

    But your darkness makes me feel aloft
    With your smell under my nose
    Your petals oh so soft
    My beautiful black rose