February 11, 2018

My heart is filled with roses, my head is filled with you, every time I see your face my roses start to bloom. They grow more beautiful when you kiss me, get redder with our hugs. They surround every artery and fill them up with love. When we’re apart my roses shrivel, filling me with craving; craving for the precious love that keeps my heart from caving. The love that feeds my roses, the love that’s so divine, the love that I’m so lucky to be able to call mine.

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