In the bloom of our love
so rare
and true
there's a garden in my mind
when I think
of you.
I linger for awhile
and bide
my time
reminiscing of those moments
precious
and sublime.
I will wait for you
patiently
in the perennial divide
together again
and side
by side.
They say a rose
isn't forever
and nothing can last
although I still hang onto
the memory
of our past.
There's such longing
for your sweet grace
and if I could only unlock
the gate
to this path of flowers
where we once did walk.
I sigh because the truth
is avoided
in my sleep.
I only want
to remain with you
in a dream I can keep.
I wake up from my slumber
and gaze at the cold side
of our bed
astonished by the miracle
of a single rose
colored red.
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so rare
and true
there's a garden in my mind
when I think
of you.
I linger for awhile
and bide
my time
reminiscing of those moments
precious
and sublime.
I will wait for you
patiently
in the perennial divide
together again
and side
by side.
They say a rose
isn't forever
and nothing can last
although I still hang onto
the memory
of our past.
There's such longing
for your sweet grace
and if I could only unlock
the gate
to this path of flowers
where we once did walk.
I sigh because the truth
is avoided
in my sleep.
I only want
to remain with you
in a dream I can keep.
I wake up from my slumber
and gaze at the cold side
of our bed
astonished by the miracle
of a single rose
colored red.
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