Garden of Rosado (Amy's Rose)

She rose towards the sun,

flowering the petals of rosado

and fully prospered into a garden of rosary

developing fields of space,

space to grow and blossom,

to eventually harvest and enjoy.

rain drops soak through her fragile surface,

and leak the sweet scent of her potent fragrance.

Oh, how I love her smell...

her taste...

misleading poetic visualisations of misintepretations.


~CH~