Thanks, Georgia O'Keefe. Free cookies to anyone who figures out what this one's about.

Kissing A Rose

There blooms within a sultry blackness
A flower quite immune to darkness
A blossom that a lover chose
For here there blooms a hidden rose

Scarlet petals flushing deeper
Like maiden blushes, climbing steeper
Crimson edges gaping like jaws
Petals grasping out like claws

I have kissed the hands of men
And made many a curtsy to them
Still, when I kissed this secret rose
Twas then I knew which path I chose

It parted scarlet lips in time
And pressed them close again to mine
It's maiden blush showed no desire
Tho' still the petals' pulse grew higher

Deep within a darkened cave
Lurks a bloom no sun can save
Were you to kiss this rose you'd slowly lose your mind
But still no sweeter beauty could you find

Its inner bud calls out so sweet
Hid 'neath scarlet lips so deep
To kiss these petals many would die
And never think to wonder why

Still open are its crimson lips
And from its centre darkness slips
This flower that a lover chose
So still I kiss this unearthly rose