The Hourglass of the rose down every coble stone path of love and fantasy in a dream,
Down every path,
that was made of stone,
nothing quite like the moon of the moonlight,
where every night sky follows the cycle of our hearts,
and reaches for the skies that are our limits to fly,
and up and away that fly,
to the other end of the line.
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Hourglass of the Rose
FantasyThe Hourglass of the Rose, came into a fate of love, with the rose petals, and the delicate flower, that if every flower was you, they would pick every rose that was the flower of you.
