The charm of the garden you stand
You bloom bright among the color
Without you in it
Suddenly it loses its entire splendor
I forget all other worldly interests
When your beautiful leaves sway
Your beauty magnetize my glance
I never want to look away
Even the dews dance
When that red reflects the ray
You become the source of passion
Inspire like no other array
The sharp thorns stand in pride
Making it difficult for others to assault
The meaning and purpose of life
Just your existence has taught.
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