Two pink Prince de-Bulgarie roses, Frans Mortelmans (n.d))
Beautiful as Any Rose
This joyous month of June and here thou art,
The most beautiful of those before me.
Chivalry is my approach from the start,
As before I’ve been taken to my knee.
Your beauty excels beyond all others,
Yet thorny can thy disposition be,
Forcing some to invoking their druthers.
That will not however be true of me.
Study thee have I from both near and far,
As well as history and pedigree,
To avoid a fearful motive to spar,
For my wish is to hold you breathlessly.
With two hands I caress thee ev’r softly,
Looking upward, dreaming of us warmly.