They dangle it there,
right before your eyes.
They tell of its purity.
They show you were it lies.
Yet you're forbidden to touch it,
in any way, shape, or form.
You try to forget it,
but your life won't go back to norm.
Then comes the day
you're gonna touch it.
You will get your way.
This is your day.
It shrinks away for it knows
it is the forbidden rose.