Love As Roses You Glare Poem by Magod Scroef

In a garden of love, where roses delight,
Their beauty so captivating, a heavenly sight,
Petals like silk, in hues so rare,
Love as roses you glare, with a tender stare.

The crimson bloom, a symbol of desire,
Like flames of passion, burning higher,
Each delicate petal, a sweet embrace,
Love as roses you trace, with gentle grace.

Whispering secrets, the rose's perfume,
A fragrant reminder, love's sweet bloom,
With every breath, love fills the air,
Love as roses you share, with tender care.

But beware the thorns, concealed and sharp,
Love's journey may sting, leave a lasting mark,
Yet still we pursue, with hearts so brave,
Love as roses you crave, with passion engrave.

For in love's garden, both beauty and pain,
Merge together, a dance to sustain,
From tender buds, to blossoms fair,
Love as roses we wear, with souls laid bare.

So let love blossom, like roses so rare,
With petals caressed, in the fragrant air,
Embrace its thorns, let passion ensnare,
Love as roses we dare, in this love affair.