I like the way how your eyes shine,
When you're looking at me,
How your tears fall like a shooting star,
I want to catch it—
And wish,
I can ease your pain.
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Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]
PoésieRoses are the flowers of Love; You are a rose That blooms on sunrise, And fell in sunset. Roses are the poems of love; You are the words I wrote, The rythmns of letters, For I am yours, And you are mine.
His eyes
I like the way how your eyes shine,
When you're looking at me,
How your tears fall like a shooting star,
I want to catch it—
And wish,
I can ease your pain.
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