Where true love shows,
Is where flower grows,
Right beside her heart,
A rose that can't be torn apart.

Red rose, blue rose, all colours,
Her ribs lay to cover,
Such a golden and loving heart,
He held her in high regard.

Flower petals led her to him,
And their love continued to grow,
Even when lights were dim,
Where he went, she would follow.

In unison, one foot tread after another,
Fingers locked between one another,
As they ventured to see the sunset,
With no thought of any regret.