A fair bulb, in a nest of thorns.

[DL_Snake]

You are a flower

In full colour

Scented petals

Nested in nettles.

 

Though at first blush

You are fair lush

A wall of thorns

Betray your horns.

 

My eyes, they seek

Thine beauty I peek

As we start our doomed approach

You wound, gauge, in reproach.

 

Though drawn am I

Via trick of the eye

Your poison, I know

Will forever grow.

[Snypiuer]

Glad to see your muse is visiting more often! Like what you've been sharing, THANKS.