Perfect Rose

I didn't actually write this, my boyfriend wrote it for me. I sit alone in darkness Dreary, despondent, dejected existence. I often contemplated what life is, Submerged in desolation. Then I met my celestial angel, A beauty from my white nirvana. An omnipotent silhouette, Unknown, mysterious but exemplary. We became more acquainted, Our friendship blossomed. The branches stretched high and roots grew deep, Love came from budding roses both white and red. Eternal love from my divine goddess, My life is absolute. The rose bouquet is in full bloom, Our hearts beat in unison. Our souls now merge as one.