Of all things that grow, I’ve come to know,
A rose is most perfect of all;
Explain then to me, how perfection can be,
When you’re not a rose at all?
We long for the roses, as slowly it grows,
So longed I for your caress;
And now you’re my shoulder, you’re part of my life,
I know not why I am so blessed.
A rose fills the room, as it starts to bloom,
With splendor, and beauty, and grace;
Such fullness I’ve found when ‘er you’re around
I melt from your tender embrace.
A rose is a rose and every one knows,
Another can never it be;
So too my love, whose given his life,
To care for me and my soul.
A rose is most perfect of all;
Explain then to me, how perfection can be,
When you’re not a rose at all?
We long for the roses, as slowly it grows,
So longed I for your caress;
And now you’re my shoulder, you’re part of my life,
I know not why I am so blessed.
A rose fills the room, as it starts to bloom,
With splendor, and beauty, and grace;
Such fullness I’ve found when ‘er you’re around
I melt from your tender embrace.
A rose is a rose and every one knows,
Another can never it be;
So too my love, whose given his life,
To care for me and my soul.
7 lewd c0mments:
A beautiful piece of creative writing...full of figurative language
cilok poem mana2 tu... huhu
sibuk la si Nashrex nie..
ee..dari hati tau...
a'ah...mcm copy paste je..hehee
meinurie...
tolong ....
lahir dari hati tau...
susah la kalau orang tak dapat nak terima kelebihan orang lain..
~nash and meimei~
yelaaa ye laaaa... dari hati. konon puitis laa tu. :p
A beautiful piece of creative writing...full of figurative language---(pnjm ayt lctrr jp)
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