The Rose
In the garden of the heart, where roses bloom, Your beauty awakens like dawn’s soft perfume. Each petal whispers a tale so sincere, A song of love only we can hear.
We are one, entwined in nature’s grand design, Held in a rose’s embrace, gentle and divine. Lost in the sea of timeless grace, Where love alone leaves its sacred trace.
Imagine a world where no eyes intrude, A silent dance, our private interlude. Our love, like roses, blooms unseen, In shadowed spaces, soft and serene.
Our hearts compose a melody of dreams, Each beat a note in love’s flowing streams. Through life’s garden, hand in hand, We find beauty where petals land.
A butterfly drifts on delicate wings, Pausing on roses, where hope softly clings. It ties our dreams with a ribbon so fine, A symbol of love’s eternal shine.
In this garden of endless bloom, We cast away fears, make room. For roses teach us to live with grace, And find harmony in every space.
The mist of feeling, tender and pure, Dwells in each rose, where love is sure. Let light dissolve the deepest night, As roses flourish in morning’s light.
We weave sunlight into our days, Finding balance in love’s warm rays. Each dawn brings a rose, bright and true, Guiding us through the quiet blue.
Come close, my love, and share this view, In the garden where hearts renew. The rose, eternal, a sacred sign, Of love that’s pure and forever entwined.
As shadows deepen and daylight fades, Roses endure in their graceful glades. Their fragrance tells of love’s sweet call, A bond unbroken, surviving all.
And when petals fall, their colors spent, The essence of our love remains, unbent. For within the heart’s eternal glow, Our love will thrive, as roses know.
So let us cherish each bloom we find, In the garden of the heart, so kind. With every petal, our love grows strong, Singing forever in roses’ song.
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