Like a rose

Like a rose.
       
       You’re baby that I chose,
       My soul on you repose,
       De tous metamorphoses
       Just aims to you my hose.
       
       Dark river ever flows
       Without any pause;
       My heart I do expose
       To world’s delight and woes.
       
       I kiss your little toes,
       Your tenderness arose,
       Your anus on my nose,
       You’re smelling like a rose.
       
       We tear right and laws
       Like blackbirds in the snows,
       Like time which ever goes,
       Like poetry through prose.
       
       You’re child of overdose,
       You’re nectar blooming rose,
       Your anus on my nose,
       Your Heaven to my cause.