If our love was a rose
Living, breathing, being
It's beautiful petals
We'd forever be seeing
The stem would be us,
One instead of two
Tears of joy and sorrow
Would be the morning dew
The thorns...our troubles
But, they are all gone away
And the leaves...our joys
Here now and to stay
The petals of red
Would be our love
Our forever
And all we dream of
This rose will live
For forever with no end
Because we will always
Have love to share and end
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