A Rose Is A Rose Poem by Tina Rizk

My love,

A rose is a rose
But a rose from you touches my feelings
It carries a thousand meanings
To my heart love poems it whispers
To my soul tender tunes it murmurs

Words are words
But your wonderful words color my world
They have tender hands that touch my heart
They plant roses in the garden of my soul
And echo in my mind evermore

Deeds are deeds
But your deeds lit my soul and path
They give me a new life of worth
A life where I feel alive and thrive
Not merely survive

Love is love
But your love is the air I breathe
It's a tenderness you pour in my heart as breeze
It's a sacred manuscript my soul reads
A mantra my heart whispers and will never cease

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk