White roses grow into the garden

of my heart;

their sweetness breaths the wind

of spring,

it rises up their tiny petals

and turns them into brittle wings!



They fly the fields and empty streets,

and stop upon your lips;

there’s a love note on each petal-

the thorn, the bitter agony, the bliss!



Your love has turned the world

into a rose garden..I dare to dream

and see,

the steps you take to share this

creative vision with me..

but on our way, embraced by love

all feelings burst into lavish poetry!

Whispers Of Night

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