Roses are thorny. Our roses are like barbed wire. Hedge roses were grown to protect property from intruders. You walk into one of these bushes and you won’t be going any further. They not only poke at you, but they enclose you and your garments in long branches that wrap around you and are extremely difficult to remove.
Remember the brambles around Sleeping Beauty? I’m positive these are the brambles.
And yet, they are lovely. Mean and cruel — and beautiful in pink and red and dark violet that is nearly red. I’m pretty sure there’s a perfect allegory in this comment.
If you don’t live around here, how about cactus? There are some cactus that grab you and won’t let go. My particular un-favorites are the ones with the very soft, fuzzy outside and each of those little fuzzy prickles digs into your skin. If you rub at them, they dig even deeper. It can be weeks before you find all the tiny pieces and pull them out.
Ever pick a prickly pear and try to skin it? While you are skinning the pear, it is skinning you.
All is fair with love and cacti.