Disclaimer: If you want to call me and talk about taking it over, be my guest. Other than that, no.
This is Raven, using a rose as an projection of her in a poem. Thanks to animeobessed3191 and DynaGurl for reviewing!
-Rose-
Red, crimson petals
Spiral tightly,
Darkening the air with their presence.
Portecting it's heart.
Green stem
Holding it's head high
Surrounded-
Defended-
By the thorns.
Prick your finger
Let it draw blood
An offering
To the rose
For touching it
And at that sacrifice
That attempt to reach out to it
It unfolds
Revealing it's heart
The true self
And it's scent finally drifts
On the wind
Free
For a time
But a rose must wilt
And die.
(A few rose petals, scattered over the worn pages: remnants of a rose.)