White roses grow into the garden
of my heart;
their sweetness breaths the wind
of spring,
it rises up their tiny petals
and turns them into brittle wings!
They fly the fields and empty streets,
and stop upon your lips;
there’s a love note on each petal-
the thorn, the bitter agony, the bliss!
Your love has turned the world
into a rose garden..I dare to dream
and see,
the steps you take to share this
creative vision with me..
but on our way, embraced by love
all feelings burst into lavish poetry!
Whispers Of Night
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