My Rose

My Rose is the one
Whom I can test
Whom I can manipulate
Whom I can help

My Rose knows
How I feel
How I hide from
How I see
The world

My Rose knows
No boundaries
No rules
No laws
No acceptance

My Rose
Smells like autumn
Tastes like sweet raspberries
Sounds like falling rain
Feels like my baby blanket

Looks like I'll never really know who My Rose is.