You are butterfly a that flies deep in the air
You are potion of honey and gold
A creation of earth and water
A rose that is curved in the mines
The angels of the mighty sea rise on you
Your eyes are the creation of innocence
Your beauty rises in the fires
As fire burns hell the flames of sorrow
I appeal to you dark rose
As Valentine is born on the 14
As February became Valentine’s Day
Your beauty captivates generations as
Centuries generate your beauty
Your body ignites fire as devil resurrects from the grave
The morning coffee purifies your eyes
I’m inspired by your eyes as they tell a story
A story of happiness and sadness where God rises
The heaven shines on you my morning flower
I love you my dark rose as black becomes beautiful
I love you my red rose as day becomes night
I love you.