Of Sunflowers and Roses

The beauty of rose mesmerizes men,
The vividness of the petals glimmers in the eye,
The longer you stare the more it tears,
Through your heart of love with it's thorns of dread;
Never did Adam knows,
That roses pierces his flesh,
And make him bleed,
As I had known how cold you can be,
If ever the sunflower is to enshrined aside the rose,
Will the latter out-glare her companion?
Centuries passed; I now look upon,
You stand out the most,
Amongst the roses that twined and thorned below thou feet,
A shine that heaven itself could not compete,
And I regret for ever that I did not choose thee.