Roses are red,
I got some for you.
Don't cut the stem,
They hold us firm.
My heart drops red,
To show how intense.
My love for you,
Shall grow and never end.
Hope you remember?
I said those words.
When I first met you,
It felt like storm.
You held my heart,
And said for life.
I'll always love you,
And make you smile.
This was the rose,
I held unto.
You were always the rose,
That never changed too.
You are the one,
You'll always be the same.
Rose is really your name
It's always stays that way
YOU ARE READING
The Heights
PoetryA book that I believe contains what reality really is. The chapter one is titled "The Heights. Motivational Speech". A piece that might help some people become the better them. *This book is dedicate to everyone who loves my work and has supported m...
