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When you kiss me it rains

I no longer feel like a rose in the desert 

I have a sense of belonging


When you put your hands on my waist

I can feel my excitement grow 

Like a rose on a trellis


When you say my name

My soul blooms 

My petals are open to you


When you look at me

I know I am the special rose 

You picked out of one hundred others



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