Sonnets of the Rose
As rosebuds decend from the sky
To guide us to endless bliss
Refusing to ever say bye
To unite with a simple kiss
To stare up at clouds
And make ripples on water surface
To scream of joy so loud
That is our only purpose
Out of ugly things make beauty
Never having to whisper
This is what I want trully
As I think of her
And as I give you this rose
We go off with hope
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