His love was like
Drinking the red
Of the wine glass
And sleeping with the rose petals
Of the night.
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The Crystal Ball of Rose Petals and BlueMoon
FantasyThe day I was in love Then my dreams Became my fantasy And all the rose petals And the moon could say Was Oh Snap! It's today.
Rose Petals Wine
His love was like
Drinking the red
Of the wine glass
And sleeping with the rose petals
Of the night.
