A Valentine Rose

A Valentine Rose

By Tish Hand

You are my rose, but don't prick me with your thorn.
You are my honeybee, but don't puncture me with your sting.
You are my anchor, but don't hoist up and sail away.
You are my envelope of love, but don't seal, stamp, and send
yourself to another.
Be my rose so I can appreciate your beauty and remove your
prickly thorn.
Be my honeybee so I can suckle your sweet nectar to
neutralize the poison of your sting.
Be my anchor to give me the security I seek.
And envelop me in your love to seal yourself to me.