Delicate Beauty
In the fragile petals of a porcelain rose,
Beauty and fragility coexist and compose.
Each petal a testament to tender care,
In its delicate form, love’s grace we share.
In the porcelain rose, perfection finds its place,
In its silent beauty, a gentle embrace.
Fragile Grace
In the porcelain rose, elegance lies,
In its delicate form, love’s truth replies.
In the gentle curves, in the soft hue,
The porcelain rose, forever true.
In its quiet strength, we see,
The beauty of love’s fragility.
Fragile Beauty
Porcelain rose, so delicate and fair,
In love’s own light, you bloom with care.
With every petal, with every thorn,
Your fragile beauty, so adorn.
In moments tender, in times so sweet,
Porcelain rose, our hearts do meet.
With each new day, your grace does grow,
In love’s pure light, our spirits show.
Together we face life’s endless quest,
Porcelain rose, we are blessed.
In every whisper, in every cheer,
Your fragile beauty, forever near.
So let us cherish this bloom so fine,
Porcelain rose, forever thine.
