The Petals of a Rose
To lay a kiss on your lips
so gentle and delicate
is like picking he dew drops off the petals of a rose.
I hold you close and feel safe
sheltered in from the rain
from the storms that grown and surrender me
I take your hand and look into your eyes
and see a heart made of gold and a soul so pure.
I'm glad I did
because I could never find one such as you...
someone who makes each day the best
each laugh the longest
each tear the saddest
and a life, my life, worth living for.
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