White Rose Of Purity Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

If you were flora instead of fauna...
You would be the equal of every rose
throughout the land..
Every single budding flora
throughout the world
in bloom as if God had modeled you
in beauty to exude awe
into that of the archetypal white
rose of purity of a pudendum
where the petals never wilt
but stay true toward the eternal...
And you would smell just as sweet
as a perfume unique only to you
and the pheromones
that intermingle with others