Pedals On A Rose
For all the sleepless nights and cold sweats,
I've been yearning for your smell. The smell of your
sweet fragrance overwhelming me like the love of a spell.
Bittersweet memories, I wish was still a reality.
The reality of your wonderful love, everlasting endlessly.
Pedals tied to my heart that keeps it going and going,
attached to my baby's heart like a rose on Sunday morning
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