This is my question to myself for a long time,
A years ago,
I think about it a lot,
Everyday,
What is Rose?
Who is that Rose?
Where that Rose came from?
And then he came to my life,
Suddenly, he said to me "You are my rose. You came from the stars."
"I saw a world full of beautiful roses but they are no value to me because you are different from them. My eyes are only for your soul." He added.
The answer appeared in front of my eyes just like that.
It takes only a minute to realize the answer I have been searching for my entire life.
I know why it took me so long to discover it,
Because I fell inlove with a jet black heart man who never see my worth being his flower.///////
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Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]
PoetryRoses are the flowers of Love; You are a rose That blooms on sunrise, And fell in sunset. Roses are the poems of love; You are the words I wrote, The rythmns of letters, For I am yours, And you are mine.