This rose I hand to you
This rose is only meant for you
The choice I make
The consequence I shall in-take
Trials and tribulations
Joy and frustration
The life I live
Is for you
The choice I make
Is to be with you
Every day I live
I live for you
I live everyday
Only to die again
To see your face
Up in the high heavens
Choices we make
Are choices that already made
We can only smile
We can only face them with a glow in our eyes
Like the sunrise over the horizon
As it sets away over the sea
With the clouds moving away
My choice is you
Just as much this rose holds my love, the truth
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
This Rose: The Truth
Posted by Sleepless In Muscat at 16:28
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