Mon amour, my love, my rose
You greet me with your smile
You embrace me in your arms
And it feels like I'm in paradise
Mon reine, my Queen, my goddess
You are the purest form of elegance
Nothing compares to your beauty
You're perfect and you're flawless
Mon soleil, my sun, my happiness
You cheer me up when I am down
With you my face shows no frown
In my heart resides no loneliness
Mon coeur, my heart, my whole world
My heart once broke before I met you
But you healed and took care of me
You brought me into my dreamworld
Mon étoile, my star, my entire galaxy
You love everything that I am
The me that's full of imperfection
The reason, to me, is yet a mystery
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Hearts of Roses
شِعرA series of poems about romance life and its ups and downs. Mostly downs, but that's what reality is. Too many ups will give you painful downs. More downs and less ups makes balance. Or maybe I'm just seeing it wrong. Oh, and a wee bit of creepines...
