The Rose and the Butterfly

Oh plump pink rose from heaven my tiny butterfly heart dances How humble am I in this garden of delights just to drink in your beauty! In your presence I sigh and sit and watch you in this June morning.. Open your virgin bud as pink as the blush on an angel's cheek Your petals as soft as the kiss of evening how sweet your fragrance - so intoxicating.. That I find it hard to balance on this leaf as my heart grows giddy with your scent.. More enchanting than any nectar in heaven I bow in your presence and pray to be noticed.. So I may sit near you and feel your softness grant me a moment to alight So I may lie close to you and drink in your loveliness Before an angry breeze tears you apart And carries you away from me scattered petals crying Floating far far away with no trace of your existance..