Best Romancerose Poems
A rose represents beauty
Much like a woman
They are unique
Not one
Is an exact replica
A rose in its glory
Is beaming under
A buttermilk sky
Freshly radiant
With raindrops
Of sky-water
Like a woman
A rose slowly
And methodical
Unravels its core
Will Let go
And mesmerize you
Their embrace
Of unending
Lingering passion
Embrace
Their mate
A Sea of fertility
Renewing a promise
To return to
For up to
Eighty years
Or death
Of old age
Their skin soft
As velvet satin
As fragile
As porcelain
They unfold
Their Bosom
They come in many
Hues and colors
Blood-silk red
Glistening Ivory
Fresh goldenrod
A rose and a woman
Cannot endear
Without tender affection
And nourishment
If their mates
Take care
They will
Awaken their spirits
And become
As bright
As moonbeams
In a sea of starlight
Their intoxicating Aroma
Pheromones entice
Both rose and woman
Will unfold their souls
Year after year
For your delight
Copyright, Heather Mirassou June 28, 2010
A rose represents beauty
Much like a woman
They are unique
Not one
Is an
exact replica
A rose in its glory
Is beaming under
A buttermilk sky
Freshly radiant
With raindrops
Of sky-water
Like a woman
A rose slowly
And methodical
Unravels its core
Will Let go
And mesmerize you
Their embrace
Of unending
Lingering passion
Embrace
Their mate
A Sea of fertility
Renewing a promise
To return to
For up to
Eighty years
Or death
Of old age
Their skin soft
As velvet satin
As fragile
As porcelain
They unfold
Their Blossom
They come in many
Hues and colors
Blood-silk red
Glistening Ivory
Fresh goldenrod
Baby blue
A rose and a woman
Cannot endear
Without tender affection
And nourishment
If their mates
Take care
They will
Awaken their spirits
And become
As bright
As moonbeams
In a sea of starlight
Their intoxicating Aroma
Pheromones entice
Both rose and woman
Will unfold their souls
Year after year
For your delight
Copyright, Heather Mirassou June 28, 2010
A rose represents beauty
Much like a woman
They are unique
Not one
Is an exact replica
A rose in its glory
Is beaming under
A buttermilk sky
Freshly radiant
With raindrops
Of sky-water
Like a woman
A rose slowly
And methodical
Unravels its core
Will Let go
And mesmerize you
Their embrace
Of unending
Lingering passion
Embrace
Their mate
A Sea of fertility
Renewing a promise
To return to
For up to
Eighty years
Or death
Of old age
Their skin soft
As velvet satin
As fragile
As porcelain
They unfold
Their Bosom
They come in many
Hues and colors
Blood-silk red
Glistening Ivory
Fresh goldenrod
A rose and a woman
Cannot endear
Without tender affection
And nourishment
If their mates
Take care
They will
Awaken their spirits
And become
As bright
As moonbeams
In a sea of starlight
Their intoxicating Aroma
Pheromones entice
Both rose and woman
Will unfold their souls
Year after year
For your delight
Copyright, Heather Mirassou June 28, 2010
His favorite amongst flowers
The pale pink running rose
This quiet still morn in wee hours
Take Rose note__he will compose
Thinking of her as he writes love
How he ardors her petals
So soft to touch his cheek__ write of
Perfume on mind settle
Just to touch and inhale_beauty
Her beauty at day break
To steal kiss wonderful fruity
Under rose trellis_quiver_ shake
His favorite amongst flowers
Rose that gives scented showers