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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