Roses Hypothhetically If You Find Your True Love

Reine des Violettes - the rose is Fushia Love thee - love thee not is the daisy - dreams Thee dreams of rose petals Bewildered - are pale Of thy shades of pink Called the Belindas Maggie- she a rose of blossoms too Petals - so pure - true of dark - be true pinks The reine DR Violettes Extroidinaire of aroma Know thy fragrance To be of prominence Marchesa - Bocella - Light sweet the scent Her fragrance then beauteous Be - love at first sight! Ne dawn! Climbs - up the hedges Pink and ever so true - petals devine Thee shrub - buds that of an Old Blush Blushes of thee - How do I love the buds? Violas are blue violettes Tis so beauty true Called penny series Deep of thee blue hue "How do I love thee"? "Let me count the ways" in life The muse - the prose everlastingly on that rose The climbers picturesque. plant thy paths Thee rendezvous of sweethearts , too true. I loveth the bud and it doth blossom in the prose.