I love you my dearest flower,
You are my gentle rose,
Fragrant and lovely,
To be truly desired and adored.
You are adorned with the deepest of red velvet,
Soft and supple, smooth to the touch on my lips,
I will gently caress my lovely flower,
Careful to avoid the thorns,
Forever savoring the aroma and taste of your lush lips,
Dripping with the sweetest of honey.
Oh, how much I need my brightest of all bouquets.
How could I live without my dearest flower,
My gentle rose, fragrant and lovely,
I so truly desire and adore you my lovely rose.
Douglas Miller