roses

amidst the garden's lush delight, A queen of flowers blooms with gentle might. The rose, a symbol of love's pure fire, Unfurls her petals, a heart's desire. Her tender skin, a soft caress, Inviting all to her sweet address. The scent she wears, a perfume so fine, Fills the air with beauty's divine. In hues of red, pink, yellow, and white, She blooms, a masterpiece of nature's sight. A token of love, a gift from above, The rose, a timeless symbol of endless love.