Poe 044

A rose in cellophane

Green and red

Stopped at the traffic light on the corner

This poor reality

Comes a florist

Among the cars to make party

Roses in cellophane

Only one by one

Romantic

A real by a flower

His enchanted knight

She makes me

I and my horses

Powerful engine measure

Finally a princess find

For a flower to another flower to

The green traffic light amounts

Flower in the glass panel

Fragile yet strong

My destination arrive

And the rose deliver

City lights

Men stylish

In their ties

Women stunning

In his gleaming suits

City of giants

And I humble

With just a delicate pink

In cellophane

But she loved

It did not matter the color horse

I brought you here

It made me happy