Cattleya ...

Don’t step into my world

It isn’t a bed of roses
It’s just death echoing inside my walls
Don’t look into my eyes

I am not ready for love

a fighter

I am not here to stay

There is a road ahead of me

A Cattleya

Soft skin

Calm surface

A rose

Deadly thorns

I don’t want to hurt you

Keep a distance away from me

A smile

Promising eyes

I am good in telling lies

A Cattleya

Smells so good

Tell me ,

Does death smell bad ?