If Roses are Red

If lilies are white as the light
that you shine,
As kind as the silence
our hearts entwine,
As bright and as blissful as
the grace of your gaze,
I'd like to recall you
for the rest of my days.

If roses are red as the rouge
in your cheek,
As perfectly pure
as the pledges you speak,
As fine and as fair and as
sweet as your smile,
As simply ascendant,
resplendent in style.

If pansies are dark as the hue
in your eye,
As smooth as your skin and as
soft as your sigh,
I solemnly swear and declare that it's true:

I love you.

—my best friend (who may have been a little more than that)