As I walk in you’re garden, I see the beautiful roses of yours.
I think it’s pink,I’m not sure….oh wait it’s a blush peach!
Oh don’t they remind me of you.
They look so warm. Ah, yes, I feel that same warmth when you touch me.
The’re so beautiful and delicate, yet graceful.
Oh and don’t you fit perfectly in that description?!
A bit modern and vintage mixed, yeah
Oh, they look so pure and innocent, even though I know they have thorns.
But they are too beautiful to resist, just like you!
I think I might buy you a peach rose today.