Rosaceae

The letters in this sentence forming these words are my song. This book is my story and this is a record of her glory engraved within the four cornerstones that my soul pillars upon. Luscious lips underlined with a wine-colored lipstick all imaginary utopian splendors smiling within a crystal ball are glittering lights beneath the apples of her eyes. Wonderfully written soprano sonnets dripping with romantic intonations and composed by pleasant-sounding musical notes that echo every good-morrow across a celestial city denote a melodious silhouette of her loveliness.Rosaceae is her precious name-a beautifier given name that beautifies a chromatic earthling and embellishes the picturesque crayon creature she is.Eroded roses smile at her sighting-pasty-faced romance roads ashen from aged love glow and rusty rods sparkle gold.Sweet maroon sounds of glorious monsoon tuneful carols of a blessed typhoon and moonshine sonorous ripples of blissful seas are peachy-perfect tones of her pretty voice. Roh-ZAY-see is the proper name pronunciation of this pleasing cherub and the saccharine seraph of mine. Roh-ZAY-see is my solely and solemnly beloved sweetheart whos alike a silent portrait of a smoldering star portrayed with rays of smiling sunshine shining within a bluish suburban sunrise.