What would you do for love, i ask myself. Love makes you do the craziest things to yourself. Roses are red violets are blue like the bruises made by the fist or hand of a man or woman. Which calibrates the fact that the human species is complex and hard to understand. When you give a rose are you giving it for love and beauty, or For its pain from thorny figure that stick your flesh and vain. Its a good and painful side to love I suppose. Like its a good and thorny side to a rose. So its better to have the feeling of love and lust. Then to have the full feeling of open nothingness.