The Orange Lily
She, it was love at first sight.
Him, it was lust at first sight.
She fell in love with him from afar.
He was attracted to her body from afar.
She wanted his heart, he wanted her body.
When he finally had her body, when she thought she had his heart.
That night a single red rose bloomed love. And it was magical.
They cuddled and kissed.
And made love all night.
The next day, another single red rose was planted without their knowledge.
They weren't prepared to water another rose, however it was too late.
They had no choice but to let go of the old single red rose and love this new single red rose.
What they didn't know was that this single red rose was not a single red rose.
But an Orange Lily that was destine to haunt their peaceful lives for the rest of their living days, because of the mistake they both made that night.
A tainted orange sin, bright and attractive like delicate lilies.
Gravitating, alluring and attractive on the outside. A sight to behold, to touch and to feel.
However, on the inside lies the true colors of it's ugly appearance.
It's vicious sharp thorns patiently waiting in ambush to prick the delicate heart,
fragrance smell humbly in wait to blow it's gentle poison into the lungs,
smooth delicate petals to graze the pure untainted skin with their poisonous touch.
Orange Lily grows wildly. Destine to ruin many lives. Will there be a chance for a red rose to bloom again?