Roses
I have dwelt on love stories,
But I'm teased by some of its ropes,
The unknown has become - me,
And I fear what's behind me
For the new day is about a-smile,
Loneliness shackled me for a-while...
With every blossom shine of this rose,
Bought by my bride from Santa Rosie
I shall see my sanctity, like I'm dreaming!
The power of her roses speaking
And I swear to love her eternal
With all of me, even if it sounds canal...
My soul welcomed her love
And I have made her my Rose dove.
©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
03/09/2018
08: 53AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love appreciation. Should be greatful