A Rose Within A Rose Poem by Mark Heathcote

A rose within a rose, with no thorns-
how did I find you amongst these brambles?
She bakes cakes, cinnamon pink unicorns-
she dances with mayflies yellow in her sandals.

A rose within a rose, where did I find you
give me an atlas and a trillion pins
honestly, where would I begin to find you?
Where would I stick that first or last pin?

A rose within a rose, you're a miracle
how I did wonder how our paths came to cross
how did they mingle sure our journeys integral
with that spin rotation of the sun's other consorts.

A rose within a rose, nothing superimposes this
the hand-I-hold the lips-I-kissed.
Nothing superimposes this moment of eternal bliss
I thank the Lord each morn that you exist.