Love is like a rose
That blooms with your tears,
And wilts with your fears.
Can love be a person like he,
Who writes you poetry?
Being with you is like a dream come true
In thought we fly together, very high
To a place I long to be.
Skies of gray fill my day,
when I know you are far away.
Dreaming of you sitting with me by the ocean blue,
As the sun sets slowly down
The stars in the sky fly by
And the moon rises all around.
Love is expressed in one way
That I know to be true
Which is through being with you.

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