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The Rose

He gave me this rose, on a beautiful spring day. He handed it to me with a promise. This pink rose represents un dying love. Just like the love he promises me. The love he promises he will feel for me, for the rest of his days.

The words he spoke to me in a gentle tone. His words captivated me. I feel as if I radiate with beauty. A glow from his love.

This rose, symbolizes the beauty he finds in me, classic and pure. This rose and its gentle heady fragrance, is how he sees me. A fragrant, beautiful person. And his love makes me feel like the most beautiful woman on earth.

As we stand there by the treeline, the sun begins to set. You can see the beginning of a beautiful sunset. The light still bright but with growing dimness.

The start of a perfect spring night. The air still warm and fragrant. Just like the aromatic scent of new love and a promise. Made by a man, to a woman, in love.

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