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Memories of a Rose
Seeded.
Eye to eye, fallen deep
We met each other here
Conversation mixed with passion
Seems to draw us near.
Sprouted.
Time and time again, we share
The dreams that once we held
We chase away a nightmares ghosts
Found graveside where they knelt.
Bloomed.
Fingers locked, as hand in hand
We walk the road of life
Promises before an altar
Kissed gently as my wife.
We never had the chance we needed
You passed before your time
The wilted memories, ink on paper
Released in simple rhyme.
