Dark Beauty of a Black Rose

O love where your heart is bestowed,
with mine and in a cradle and close.
To look into perfect beauty,
that lays it's presence sweetly.
O love is within a rose.
What makes the bloomed petals of the rose.
O the beauty is so composed.
O life that carries our hearts,
to the deeps of our souls the rose imprints,
does that unfolded flower
in this night a beautiful art.
Grasped into a touch and felt,
let a soothing love on the soul.
So full and beautiful and dwells
within a black rose.
Beneath the moon and night drip,
o the rose and love is in.
There are passions within.
The lively moments are fitted in
the center of a black rose.
O the dark beauty of a black rose
what combines our loving souls.