Beware of men like me

Ladies beware of men like me. We come to you as a gardener looking for a fragile flower. But like the flower we shall enjoy your beauty for a season. We find joy in it for the moment, but only for the moment, for we have beheld our rose. We will imagine that we are holding our rose when we hold you. We will not smell your perfume, only that of our rose. You will fall for us and strive to please us but you shall never give us the pleasure that a single glance at our rose will. It's nothing that you've done wrong, nothing that you lack. It's all about that one smell that clings to our nostrils and never leaves. And we do not intend to harm you... But how can one enjoy a daisy after smelling the rose?

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