Romance of a Rose

He was the moonlight reflecting on her fair skin,

The sunshine playing with her golden hair.

A sweet lullaby she slept to.

And the romantic song she twirled to.

His thoughts tickled; like a strand of hair on her face.

His words whispered; like Radiance on her skin.

He was the red on her cheek.
The echo in her head.

He loved her, like poets loved the words;

With passion, with pain

And kissed her, like clouds kiss the mountains;

gently, overwhelmingly.


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