"In a garden fair, where love does bloom,
I kneel before you, beneath the moon.
With this rose, in hand I stand,
To ask for your heart, to hold your hand.

Like this rose, our love shall grow,
In colors bright, and gentle flow.
With every petal, our journey's told,
A story of love, forever bold.

So, my dear, with this rose in sight,
Will you be my partner, in love's sweet light?
Together we'll bloom, like roses in May,
Forever entwined, come what may.
© versecraft