He Wrote Of Roses Poem by Phil Soar
He Wrote Of Roses
He wrote of roses, deep in bloom
Of love inside a crowded room
The words he penned so ruthlessly
Became his true loves fantasy
And after words had paved the way
He threw his anxiousness away
And raised her hand and kissed her face
Held her in a warm embrace
Told her she was his whole life
Proposed, and made her his new wife
And then he wrote of Butterflies
Tears filled her eyes
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