Believe in a thing called Love with a beautiful Blue Rose!

Blue roses will blossom in the snow,
before I ever let you go,
Blue roses will grow up to the sky,
before I ever make you cry

Blue rose given to a woman,
Considered sacred from a heart of  silent souls,
Words spoken, silence was a bond created;
Her boldness spurred from a single blue rose;

Sacred blue rose hidden,
Burns emotions once stirred,
Rose blurred by a insecure woman,
Lured by his love,
now held for him ,from his words of his poems;

Silent bond of love fell upon her,
Words retrieved from his poem,
Fond of what was told;
Close to her heart she held what was inside, untold,
A token of all she felt,
For a man that gave a blue rose and a poem;

Tokens of love now broken,
Love once spoken with true meaning for a rose,
Lost was the closeness so tenderly rendered,
driven by a blue rose once given,

No memory of what he molded from his heart and soul,
Love that slurred emotions of desires within,
Love that came from what holds to a blue rose,
His words unfold;

Her fire inside spoken,
to return of her desires for his blue rose;
His love to her side remains frozen,
Only  for love, of his words,

Devotion to be by his side,
to surrender to the rose once given, desirer of emotions;
from a sacred blue rose,
Her love for his blue rose;
Inspired by his love for words, he so chosen;
till the end;