Monday, June 29, 2009

Under the blue sky
a scent of cool breeze
slowly hits the graceful waves
as your romantic gaze
whispers passionate love
the red rose whispers of passion
it makes me smile
those.....
tender loving moments
witnessed by the moon
and the galaxy of stars
then.....
the white rose breathes of love
swearing and promising
to live and die
till the end.
(Posted this poem before. Just that the words in blue are new. ~ Carry On Tuesday )
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