Like a New Bloomed Rose

I found myself in the garden of roses; How sweet the sight of roses, Sweetness that no word can name And each holds in its heart a torch of flame. I saw a new bloomed rose, A red rose That thrills the soul, And makes the heart roll. The spell was over, Reality came over, I called her rose And she smiled at me like a new bloomed rose. Her personality like that of a red rose; Her beauty like that of a rose; Her radiant face illuminates my soul; Her contagious smile makes my smile roll. Come, all ye admirers; Come with your desires; Come and smell the rose; Come and smell the seductive fragrance that'll make you doze.