Sunday, December 4, 2011

You are a rose

You are a rose in the garden of  my life
You are the flower that makes my life lively and gay
You are the beauty that sprung in my dream
Your name is sweet melody
Played by the amihan wind.
Your kiss is elixir to my weak and dying hope.
And when you touched me
Nothing I can wish.....

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