You look at me like a flower,
yet I had to go.
Those innocent eyes,
Those blossoming lips.
Your eye lashes flicker,
like the delicate petals in the blowing wind.
I feel your love,
I feel your flow.
Yet I have to go,
You look at me like a mother to a child, warm.
Your smile unique,
like a sweet smelling fragrance.
You make me smile,
I want to stay,
but I gotta go.
You were my red rose,
yet I have to go…
but you will always,
always be my red rose.
YOU are my rose,
my red rose.
My one true love,
The Red rose is a rose of love.
My love for you,
Is like a red rose.
Tranquil,
and sweet.
You look at me,
like a flower.
My hearts complete,
yet I had to go.
By Chrissie
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