I bought you just one white rose
with velvet petals and such sweet scent
as flowers may in full blooming hold,
with a blush of pink, not shy or bashful
but proclaiming bold, such beauty to behold,
imbued with such freshness that delights the sight
and a tenderness to touch, that touch delights.
What more could be said by words
or bouquets of thoughts diverse
resplendent with poetic verse
that might a myriad of qualities
seek to evoke, from I that spoke;
to you.
No just a single rose, a single beauty's eye,
for what is love if it cannot be expressed
by just one perfect rose,
the one that's best,
and has no comparison
with any less.
One perfect poem to place along side that one perfect rose. Thanks David.
I agree with Duncan, a lovely write David, Best wishes Lynda xx
This is very much worth the read, what a brilliantly structured and detailed poem of excellence, , , thankyou for sharing your art Love duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Scatter ye petals while ye may, for love can be afleeting. Lovely write David, and yes, a rose does mean so much more, especially on Valentine's Day, and white is lovely and means purity. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX