The Bluest Rose

I will write a poem A blue rose she has to be Freshly pruned so extremely Blue she turns the heads of Nobility and ordinary folks Yes the elegance of the rose Especially i will compose a love Letter to my most picturesque And feverishly adored How flagrantly i have spent Insurmountable times and times And times wishing for what Can only be savored with Waterfalls of respect A stately being Such a creature can only Survive in perfect paradise Yes, better to pucker my dear For your expected kiss. This poem is a reflection of My life which I give to my Everlasting beauty of Captivating connection and Magnetic appearance. This Lovely tenderness I give my Everything to. The bluest nose I am privileged to have been Chosen by this majestic Being from the INDIGO ROSE GARDEN THE EPIC BLUE GARDEN