Tuberose Tuberose
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Simply put... a little poem seasoned with my love for my favorite piece in Shakespeare, upon one of my favorite flowers and it’s fragrance, the Tuberose
TUBEROSE TUBEROSE
O Tuberose, Tuberose!
Wherefore art thou Tuberose?
Why not be named, Mother of Roses,
for within her creation is the iridescence of pearl,
which justifies her right to be considered, a pearl's mother,
so Mother of Roses, why can't it be?
For thou art a flower of all flowers to me,
and my favorite of all perfumes,
oh thou opulent essence of white gold!
Or if thou wilt not, be sworn by my love,
and be my wedded flower, the flower of my story,
the flower of my glory,
And I'll no longer love ALL fragrant white florae, only thee.
Copyright © Lovie Divine | Year Posted 2018
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