MY ROSE OF ROSES

Who is in this void with me? Temporarily delightfully you know Could it be Forever and always a rose? Aah a rose? Ooh my rose of roses. Mysteries mystically they be extreme I think it be a rose do you suppose? I know it's trusting touch and Such the plush of a rose? Yes I know It flows the nurishing stream it Chose the rose. This next I rose from my seat to My feet now I knew it all solved Down to the rose yes yet the noise Of the silent void became a violent Quiet violet rose the beauty of this Rose was mind numbing the allure Of its violet petals those were special Especially fresh you glean nothing Accept the rose this breed be the Best of dreams yet trust this is No dream it is the advant of the Rose bluntly extreme the void Alludes to the noise Of rejoice of This rose? My rose of roses