-1When
first we met, I thought her a hollow core
A
pretty face, nothing more
~
But
as time continued to pass
I
found I had been outclassed
~
Wit
like a rapier
Was
the first sign she’d make me happier
~
She
hinted at the depths of what she knows
And
a feeling I’d never known began to grow
~
Then,
in the middle of strife
I
saw what would make me want to change my life
~
When
those villains drew near
She
fought them back without any fear
~
I
knew that a Rose would have thorn
But
that display ga
Ode to a Rose
By: Obsidian