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Running my fingers through the many rows of roses, the tips catching thorns.
Pain ensues but it does not bother me, the roses are needed; needed by my love.
She does not know my love but she will soon.
Finding her, confronting feelings, just before the blade cuts my wings; i pull out a blend of roses from cloud pink, velvet violet, white and red. Arranged into a perfect heart.
Shocked no words are exchanged, before my feet carry me away, I'm stopped;
warmth felt from her tendered lips makes me melt.
Now I know what it means to me felt up by love.
Pain ensues but it does not bother me, the roses are needed; needed by my love.
She does not know my love but she will soon.
Finding her, confronting feelings, just before the blade cuts my wings; i pull out a blend of roses from cloud pink, velvet violet, white and red. Arranged into a perfect heart.
Shocked no words are exchanged, before my feet carry me away, I'm stopped;
warmth felt from her tendered lips makes me melt.
Now I know what it means to me felt up by love.
I wrote this in late 2010, so what do you think?
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