I shall pick a rose,
Ignoring hesitant thorns,
As a floral symbol of love,
And present it unashamedly,
Even with my ghoulish form,
On my knees,
It is the currency,
I pay to see you smile,
And hear your heart sing,
I could deliver thousands shamelessly,
For you,
But it wouldn’t be nearly enough,
To translate what my heart feels,

For you.

Comments
  1. Very beautifully penned.Very lovely πŸ™πŸ˜Š

  2. Tash says:

    I love you ❀

  3. Carol anne says:

    Oh this is lovely! I adore how it flows! Thanks for such a beautiful rhyme!

  4. Oh that’s sweet 😊

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