I feel for you my lovely rose
As you expects your monthly guests
Though we’re apart I do feel your pain
I wish I could help my crimson rose
But nature has deprived me of the means
Like invaders they come without a note
To make you sulk, unfair and weak
You couldn’t stop them and neither could I
But even in their presence I love you the more
For true love abound when nature changes
Blessed are you because life is red
Betwixt your thighs a new life will sprout
Just a little while they’ll all be gone
And all your pain will then be done.