A rose that blooms when summer's high.
Enough to fill a fantasy.
Given to a lover true.
A rose so scarlet.
To thrill the love thou once held inside mine heart.
Red rose, o red rose given to me.
Love is the only emotion I see.
Thine eyes told no lies.
Words unsaid.
Those climbing roses grow up the wall anchored fast throughout the fall.
They rap on the window, tap, tap, scratch.
Reminders, such perfect mementoes of loving moments, we once shared.
Accidentally you let it slip from heart and mind,
How scared thou must have felt.
Time set you free.
The ladybird cared.
Sitting in sunshine.
She's basking in joy.
(c)LIVVI
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
A rose that blooms when summer's high.
Enough to fill a fantasy.
Given to a lover true.
A rose so scarlet.
To thrill the love thou once held inside mine heart.
Red rose, o red rose given to me.
Love is the only emotion I see.
Thine eyes told no lies.
Words unsaid.
Those climbing roses grow up the wall anchored fast throughout the fall.
They rap on the window, tap, tap, scratch.
Reminders, such perfect mementoes of loving moments, we once shared.
Accidentally you let it slip from heart and mind,
How scared thou must have felt.
Time set you free.
The ladybird cared.
Sitting in sunshine.
She's basking in joy.
(c)LIVVI
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