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My love you’re like a rose to me, an ever blooming flower
The brilliance of your blood-red love produces your fine colour
In snow or rain or sunny bliss greet my lips with a stunning kiss
The light that shines so bright from within you, is like a torch in the middle of mist
I take you in my hand sweet flower; wherever I go you come with me
And when you’re hurt or in pain, the thorns on your stem prick me
When you’re hurt I bleed but the red of my blood blends so well with your petals
That our love gets united like welded metal
Don’t know where I would be, dead I suppose
If you weren’t there smiling up at me dear rose.
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