Dragged Essence Of Roses Poem by Tlou Romeo

Looted by the promises of lust, the scares are seen through tangled emotions portrayed by the smile on my portraits. It tore me inside to upbring the core of insufficient feeling. Mourned with mourners of all things love, still I knew the better is yet to come. Sometimes you have feelings for someone but you're not sure if they feel the same way about you. To share your feelings straight out is scary and leaves you very vulnerable. But fade never fails Love. The heavens, have much being spotted, but what I feel fills heaven. It's harvest in the garden of love, many may have said the words I love you, and failed enormously. So I bow down in the garden of blooming roses, and forever onto our names I put a curse, saying we love us. The when the open season comes, us be we.