She was but a rose
So gentle
And soft
Beautiful
Fragile
Tempting
To the touch of her skin
Hypnotic
When you gaze into her eyes
You are lost in a world
That is entirely my own
To her beauty
Her grace
Only when she speaks
I tremble in silence
To love her
Hold her in my arms forever
Never cause her pain
Or see tears run down her eyes
Will only break my heart
I'd take her away
To only make her forever mine
And love her
My red rose
To live in a world without her
Knowing she is there
Is a life of emptiness
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