LOVE DIARY AND OTHER SHORT POEMS

WITH A ROSE IN MY HANDS🌹

With a rose in my hands, a tale unfolds,
Its crimson petals, like a burning fire,
A symbol of love that time never scolds,
A fragrant messenger of hearts' desire.

Each delicate petal, a touch so soft,
A gentle caress, a lover's embrace,
In its beauty, love's language is aloft,
A symbol of affection, none can replace.

A scent so sweet, it lingers in the air,
A memory etched in the depths of the mind,
With every breath, it whispers love's affair,
A treasure of emotions, intertwined.

Within its thorns, a reminder lies,
That love, though sweet, may sometimes cause a pain,
Yet still, the rose ignites a love that flies,
Defying odds, like dancing drops of rain.

In a single bloom, a story is told,
Of passion, devotion, and sweet romance,
A love so timeless, a tale to unfold,
A serenade of hearts, in perfect dance.

With a rose in my hands, I feel the beat,
Of love's own rhythm, steady and so true,
Its beauty and grace, a love so sweet,
A testament to the love we pursue.

With every petal that gently unfurls,
A promise is made, to love and to hold,
In this precious moment, two souls twirl,
With a rose in my hands, a love story is told.

BLACKX🖤