Ladies Man

Love is like a rose with a prickly stem,

You have to be careful to not bleed from them,

Water the rose so that it doesn’t die,

It will play dead as if it was never alive,

Please, give it a chance to grow,

Nourish it, through winter, with heavy snow,

Let it blossom, big and large.

Give it all your time, there is no charge,

You will see, love isn’t as bad as they say,

Don’t be alarmed by any poor day