Secret Rose

by Alan   Dec 16, 2006


To my love i give this precious rose,
In which my every secret it beholds.
From the stars of night to the breaking of day,
Every rose is unique in its own little way.

Imperfections seem so surreal.
Every cut will kill or heal.
A personal kiss bravely given from heart.
To tell you i love you, together or apart.

You are everything precious to me,
Forever and always my one and only.
Petals so pure, a soft blood red.
Our love will end when this rose is dead.

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