Feel it w/mine eyes
How delicate at what you spy
An innocent beauty hard to surmise

Within each layer, more grandiose
A depth unbeknownst by most
Scents so sensual; almost to overdose

Dancing below the great mighty willow
Velvety curves to play in the shadows
Beauty to continue to blossom & grow

A hue, so new like fresh pink dew
Capturing your softer of sides
Just like when your newborn child would cry

Clearest of love to refresh your soul
A little sugar; so I’ve been told
Your beauty to share & behold

A Beautiful Rose