The Rose
THE ROSE
A rose is something that defines beauty, as well as something that is beauty.
Such as you my love you also define beauty, and you are beauty.
Your beauty enhances my every breath, it makes my life have meaning.
I long for you all through the day, it gives me strength and courage along my way.
I'd feel so incomplete without your love, like the world without the dove.
You are my true everything, and what my life is to bring.
Many days have come to past, in your arms is where I wish to spend my last.
I wish to take thee from thine life, to have thee for mine wife.
For if you wished not to be with me, it would be plain for me to see.
For I am no more than a mortal man, living my life the best that I can.
Hoping and wishing I could be with you, realizing that there's nothing I can do.
Seeing in my mind a picture of you beside that rose,
Hoping for you to know that my love still grows.
Stronger and stronger my love burns for thee, knowing deep inside that its killing
me.
I know that I can't stand much more of this pain, as it slowly picks and picks at my
brain.
Wishing that I'd be a single man, not captured by the thought of taking your hand.
Searching all my life for someone to love, not realizing that you were sent from
above.
Not realizing that it was indeed you, but opening my eyes and seeing what was
true.
For that night when I had to go, I tried real hard to let you know.
How afraid and scared I truly was, not knowing why but just because.
I've never let anyone understand me, I've hidden it all this you can see.
I'm by myself and all alone, I'm someone that has never been known.
No one really knows why, they don't care or even try.
See I feel as if I am that rose, just waiting to lose the beauty that keeps me alive.
No matter what happens or how hard I try, I will fade away piece by piece and
eventually die!!!!! ©
A.P.Brashear
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