Pretty
budding roses, round and scarlet,
Singing the
song of love.
Little leaves
unclose forming a halo,
Hiding in
their velvet robe, recite the tale of affection.
Breathing
from heart invisible,
Spreading
their fragrance to romanticize the air.
Like a lace
of pearls, dew drops shimmer
Mesmerizing
my heart and soul.
A gift from
my love,
The rose
bouquet adorns my life.
Soon it will
perish,
The petals
will curl and sink below,
But the love
will dwell forever
The
reminiscence of the moment will last till eternity
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