Loving a Rose

She raised her eyes upon my love
Unblinded by a white-snow dove,
She joined her hands like in a bow -
Took my tears and touched my soul.

I kissed her lips, I kissed her toes,
In every sound the love echoes,
So sweet her skin abode in hand,
With every touch of love I send.

Soundless time escaped the gods
In a space not grasped by ods,
Lost is time in silk of skin
Found the space unfold in sin.

I search her eyes of deepest blue,
In light of moon her skin of dew,
Curved, aroused in every inch,
Craves for more with every pinch.

She smells of roses on the plain,
As they rose after the rain,
She blushes as wild roses too,
I love her and her love is true.