Like a a rose soft pedal that runs gently on your cheek, and falls down to the water and into the wet stream, my love floats and travels gentle and softly into the deep blue sea, it carries my Heart deep in the veins of the soft red rose that travels and never drowns, no sorrow, no pain just floats and, red blood, vibrant and lives and goes on and on till it withers, but lives on with its last living breath that once was a red rose that gentle touched your cheek.