The Rose
Rose of my heart.
Happiness to this soul.
Our first encounter,
inexplicable,
Hypnotic,
Like a motion picture instead.
World cannot break us apart
like Bobby and Betty.
Laughter written all over.
Your smile my smile,
your tears my tears,
your joy my joy,
your pain my pain
one heart we became,
one being we became,
My rib.
Indescribable yet personal
and beauteous.
Unfathomable
Distance insignificant
but what was and is.
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