Rough upon tender

                                               

Bees and bird flock to taste your beauty

Under the sun, you wailed with thirst

Winds afar from all corner of the universe

Are tempted to kiss your scent

The monsoon quieted by the savannah

Waiting and wishing for science to take its course

Under the rain, swept off your feet

Into the trench floozies you stood no more

Your beauty fading within the mud

Rough upon tender, your petals wizened

Bees and birds fly to find another beauty

Forgetting what once was your beauty

That once drew them forth so lusty

The sky that laid your fate

Yet grooms another beauty floozy