Crimson Rose

October 30, 2009
Red as blood,
Bright as light,
forever more,
In my sight.

I see your love,
I feel your passion,
I wnat your all,
In everything.

For you and I,
Will last forever.
In this crimson meadow,
In our eyes.

Do you see,
this last rose,
still a bud,
but red as blood.

In our mits,
We uncover.
The Crimson snow
surrounds it.

Red as Blood,
Bright as Light,
This Crimson Rose,
Is in our sight.

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