Perfect Blush

I´m a man but want to be a rose

not a tiny one for your lapel, but

a rose atop a thorny bush for all

to see my magnificence.

And I will let a harvest mouse

Make a bad amongst my soft petals

safe from cats, sleep in sunlight

wake up and fall asleep again.

Those who try to pick me will bleed

I´m not for a suitor to pick.

But I will when time is right

With a bit of foliage, lie upon your pillow