My Pink Rose.

A single pink rose, beauty that is undeniable.

It signifies the gentle love for one another, the quiet of a whispered hello I love you.

One drop of rain lay on its peddle awakening the beauty within you, a thought of good-bye a tear that fell from your eye, gently wiped away by the hand of someone who loves you.

Such beauty, such delegate embrace, no picture will ever capture your essences.

There can be no denying you, I must exist to watch such beauty that caresses my soul and has taken me captive as your own.

You were made for passionate awakenings , breathing and living in the warmth of the suns embrace.

My pink rose, my love, my passion, I am captivated by your inner most beauty, a slave to your embrace, a lover for you to take a mate forever.

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