Wild Rose

I learned to blossom in a greenhouse, darling
Each leaf was sculpted for the crystal vase
They pruned my thorns till I was sweet and charming
They taught my wayward petals to unfold in grace

But your heart is enraptured by the wild rose
She blooms bright and hardy where my roots cannot grow 
Hands deep in the soil, coaxing life from barren ground
How her untamed beauty outshines my filigree crown

I kiss your knuckles with my girlish fist
and ask forgiveness for my foolish wish
I am iced tea and cashmere
she is bourbon and tweed
Perhaps I am pretty
but I’m not what you need