Chapter eleven
MY ROSE.
Red is my favorite
Making my appearance bright
With the curling of the petals
Just like your appealing nature
For I may not know much
Though I got to know a thing
The only thing at my heart
One with a single thought
Leaves my blood at 100 degrees
Leaving my lips curled into a smile
For now I got to know it
That you are the love of my life
For you are my only rose.
Being a day to remember
One with a sign of a smile
Filled with joy and laughter
With my thoughts on a pitch
And the pink blossoms on season
Depicting the beauty to life
A lovely sight to love.
With the setting sun,
Raised miles above
To reflect your clear beauty
More like the snowflakes
For swordsmen stand the best
In a world of chaos
Yet a truly loving heart
Will always battle no one.
Meeting you was a gift
A life to remember a shift
With a dream to ride a waft
To let us loom the raft
A great reason for a shift
More to a craft
With no reason for a halt
But to enjoy the walt
With in a huge snow smelt
For it was my best tilt.
To depth I thought
That it was almost drought
For the rays the sun brought
All shone with blinding light
Leaving a clear sight
That left the day bright
For with the golden rays you came
In that drossy dressing acord
That toppled my mind to death
For it love at first sight.
With the ache of my heart
The calmness of my soul
The lightness of my feet
Turning me more to a legend
With the smilting lightness style
Weighing less to a peacock feather
Yet never taken by the winds
For it became my day to worship
One to praise my green luck
And uplift my inner feelings
For it is a day next to none
It's one that changed my all
Turning my stony heart fleshy
And letting my dark blood flow again
Leaving my mind soothed
By your calm melodic voice.
For it's still my day to remember
One that God blessed with all thought
And gave a great mind of sight
For I really can't tell what it brought
But the charm of your perfume
One to match your status
Not forgetting your great beauty
Was a clear marvel to my sight
That I couldn't turn my small eyes
That had seen a blooming rose
For the first time in the long boring life
Leaving a scene of beauty to them
Forcing my blood to boil
Only to raise my blood pressure
And curling my mouth to a smile
As a symbol to all
For you are my dear rose.
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