A Rose Within A Rose

A rose within a rose, with no thorns- how did I find you amongst these brambles? She bakes cakes, cinnamon pink unicorns- she dances with mayflies yellow in her sandals. A rose within a rose, where did I find you give me an atlas and a trillion pins honestly, where would I begin to find you? Where would I stick that first or last pin? A rose within a rose, you're a miracle how I did wonder how our paths came to cross how did they mingle sure our journeys integral with that spin rotation of the sun's other consorts. A rose within a rose, nothing superimposes this the hand-I-hold the lips-I-kissed. Nothing superimposes this moment of eternal bliss I thank the Lord each morn that you exist.