Seraphic Rose Poem by Thomas Wayne Foreman

My thoughts grow in complacent immanence
Frolic angels come to admire in renascence
A subtle prophets tear descends a transparent ground of past reckoning
Sinking innocently for the roots of a sapphire rose
Beautiful is this rose, with thorns that sparkle the colors
Of the promised covenant
A florescence seducing to sway in floral care
Sweetening swallows aspire affectionate & fair
As feathers on a breeze in a lovers amatory compare
Misty fogs dropp keenly to the valley, flowing in
Sleek curves just as the rising of thickening smoke on Random-select patterns
I chitter with delight in the valleys vastness
So complete & knowingly open
The mountains spew a fluidity of night-blue rubies
Creating crystal streams in deepening desire
Glassy mountains embracing in metallic luster
Persuading dawns light to dance aimlessly & ever!