Floriana Hall's "Beauty Rooted In Love"
Beauty, intoxicating the holder and the beholder,
Seed of love, the most exalted of all feelings,
Like a rose, a symbol of fragrance and loveliness,
Blossoms with the spirit of enchantment.
Beauty begets love,
And the sweet perfume of the lover's own scent,
Unlike some flowers that are scentless,
Doesn't fade in the sun
But blooms fresher every day.
The rose is resplendent at dawn
And later leaves only a thorn;
True love inspires passion and selflessness
Every growing, a rose always worn.
True beauty is love that endures forever.