Book 4| Into the rose petals of a dream

The way you are loving me down with the roses

The way you are loving me down with the roses and as you still set my heart like it is on fire then you move your touch until it is the look of the eyes inside of a kiss and then you trap my emotions inside of your glass of wine until I am drinking every inch of the petals towards the moment that was made to be forever but within the time there was only the moon that could keep up with the microscope of words that made a diary into a storybook of words.
The way you kissed the moment that never happened until now and made the moonlight into your presence were words had distinguished my voice and made the petals my only word of choice.
The way you never let the emotions escape you and instead made a painting that only colored the masking emotions of what started as a new point in time where love was just a petal of time that never fell for love until she met the moon.
~ Rosyred
The catch of the moon, that was the petals behind the look of the mask inside of your eyes, that once made the mask a truth of red roses
In the moon where the eyes of love is where I met the open book of the pages could never lip sync the words to your heart without being a form of poetry that made the works see into the mask of the dreams that used to be your eyes and that was until the rose petals masked the lace of your red roses and once the heart started to beat I knew that my veins could not keep up with the exterior that made the voices into another form of truth that kept me breathing in and out of what made the love language of unspoken words into the love story that was once a mind full of dreams but the other half of the crystal ball was just a visual moment of where the life of the stories were being created and that was all the words I could have written of the you and me that never forgot the last petal of you in a dream.
~ BlueMoon
In the black of the blue, you just held the petals so quitely in your heart, that never left the stem of your roses
The only change that ever made my heart ever come until it was back to you was in my dreams that made the ocean of the moon into waves where the seas of you may have been my thoughts where nothing was just a dream of empty heartbeats where out of your chest I knew that your emotions only beated because of me and that was when you were around the corner and it made me blush just seeing your presence and then you trying to catch your breath after running after me and then I once tried to do the same and I failed miserably because I could not catch up with you and that could have been because your pedals were faster than my feet and that seems so ironic because we were traveling on a road where there was traffic lights and stop signs were you were would ride on the sideline next to the sidewalk and I would look at you as you were riding your bike down the road like you were on the freeway right passed the rose petals.
~ Rosyred
In the days that were young, it almost felt like it was just a day where my thoughts were in the clouds of raindrops
Where the hours may have spoken but nothing could have ever gotten past the real you and that was just the sunshine of the raindrops of how much I loved you and being out and about while seeing the world for a first time in a long time before the blue skies of the sun came out and letting the eyes of the world see you with me after we went on a walk that day and we came back to school the next day and kept looking even after the day was almost done again and again after a few minutes after a moment in time.
~ BlueMoon
The mind only started the dream after all of the thoughts were never just gone for a night was more than a day
The storms never rained any water after the sun came through the curtains after everything being a beautiful day out in the sand and letting the water touch you as more than beautiful while walking on the clouds of the sunshine that came through my heart everyday of the night that never just rained after the raindrops.
~ Rosyred
It only took us a minute out a school day just for you to fall in love with the affection of my voice that very first school day
The very first instant where you came in for a hug it only shocked just how much I hugged the love I had for you back and once the feelings of me and you started to sink in I knew that I could not leave now because I was already in too deep of water and that was just the start of where the moon and rose petals had begun their love story and if you want my opinion it was the start of something new and the first day we met wasn't going to be the last day the rose petals had came for a bloom.
~ BlueMoon
Your secrets never caught just the red ink, but also made my blue a moon of a petal of roses
The heart only filled my ways until I was crying tears from the last day and everyday I may have hoped to see you but you were nowhere to be found but I still felt the voices that covered my petals until they flourished into roses but that was just the secret that made the paperwork of the stories confidential where I could only read the fine print before I got the chance to sign over my signature and that was just the roses talking because soon the story of us would become more than just a letter that made me you and the heart of me the other half that never held the words of us back or hid anything from you where as a matter of fact all of the stories I have written have been nothing about you so why don't you just open up the petals and read the ink of the roses petals.