If my love were a red, red rose
she would have petals that forever bloom
in my heart I hear the beating time
as in a room of God’s design
If she joins me like the day
appearing with morning glory
each of her wondrous ways reveal
another chapter of her story
When life and history bring us together
her breaths infuse my spirit's learning
of the deep river of loves great mysteries
bridging distance, solitude and weather
Softness, sensation, romance brings hope’s creation
of a thousand dreams and springs
where she weds with vows and ring
our future as one, of this I sing.
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