In gardens kissed by the sun's warm embrace,
The beauty of orange rose petals we trace.
A hue so vibrant, a flame in full bloom,
In nature's own artistry, a fragrant perfume.
Each petal unfurls with a delicate grace,
A sunset's reflection on a soft, velvet face.
Their vivid color, a passionate fire,
Ignites the soul with a burning desire.
Amidst green foliage, a vivid contrast,
Orange rose petals, a love that will last.
They whisper secrets in the zephyr's soft sigh,
A tale of passion that never shall die.
With gentle petals, love's language is spoken,
In every sweet gesture, every heartbroken token.
The beauty of orange roses, a sight to behold,
In gardens of love, where stories are told.