Roses Poem by Plague Rose

Roses are red
Yellow, white,
And pink
Violets I'm afraid
I have never before seen
So you love me
Well what's the big deal?
Roses are red
Roses are real
That's how it is
I already know
So what's the big idea?
Standing there
In the rain all alone
If you care for me
That's fine
And if you wanna be
You're mine
So violets are blue
Well who would've guessed?
Ask me if I love you
I suppose I'll say yes
And though I love roses
And violets too
None of their beauty
Compares
To my love for you
So stop with the flowers
You know I don't need'em
Just look me in the eyes
And tell me you love me
The way I am
And I'll love you too
I suppose I might
As the darkness is nothing
Without a light
And the shining sun I see in the mirror
Exists because of you
The world I see
Couldn't be much clearer
I love you with my entire self
You are to me
A dream
And I
A dreamer
To have you is
A dream come true
And as the world
Will only get meaner
To you my secrets
I will always tell
And would climb the heavens
Or dig my way to hell
This for you
I will always do
So stop with the flowers
I'll tell you again
'Cause roses are red
And violets well
I don't understand it
But I guess they're blue
And I suppose
When it all comes
Down to it
I love you too