Thursday, February 21, 2008

Roses

I can remember every smile, every look
and it only makes me miss you more.
You have that something, makes me melt.
With you I wish time went real slow.
When that smile is shadowed, I'll be there
for you until your tears run dry.
Here, take this silk rose bouquet,
I will love you until they wilt and die.

Velvet petals
Smooth against my face.
Sweet rose
It could all fall into place.

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