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drop form the heavens when you are depress,

land in the perfect place where I always wish to be upon,

a soft touch breaks my fall,

the pedals of this beautiful rose I am able to touch,

the aroma of her body just gorgeous,

so soft that when I drop,

in a instance I make my way from her beautiful pedals, down to her roots,

then finally I go crashing mouth first into the unbreakable concrete,

I do this over and over,

my lips like jay-z,

after all those confrontations with the firm concrete, wounded mouth,

teeth descending in numbers they are,

but I don’t care as long as u break my fall,

at least your body I touch,

your beauty I see,

cause u need me just as the flowers need rain drops like me,

roses need water to grow,

you’re the rose and well I am therain drops you need