An English rose among the thorns

Iambic Pentameter done for school

Shall your beauty be rival to Venus

The goddess would only weep with envy

You are a constellation among stars

Like a spirit dancing through the spring air

Enticing and utterly enchanting

Your touch could drive an atheist to church

Flourish like a flower in mid may rain

And bloom in my arms so I might hold you

For one last night to cradle my lost hopes

For without your words I would be nothing

A hopeless pauper with dreams of you

If you were the moon and I was the sun

I would set ever night just to watch you

Glowing in the dusk your radiance blinds

But who could stray their eyes, I would stare

You, a bright and shining light shall guide me

Allure like changing seasons, you astound

Like reichenbach vehemently I fall

Carried together borne to the future