A single white rose stands alone, it's the color of winter in a colorless garden. She screams her silence, a feeling of helplessness. She is beautiful!

     You say I am beautiful, but I know I don't compare. We marinate in the smell of a rain that has not yet come,

     And rain has finally begun to fall to cover up the damage this eternal year has done. I am commenting on the weather but, from the corner of my eye I am falling in love with you. You smile at me, and the sincerity of it all courses through my veins like a powerful drug;

     And we've been here for hours... Or has it been days? One-by-one the stars call your name; And one-by-one they are silenced by the sound of your lips against mine.

My Love Always ~ My Love Forever

~ 1997 Dave L. Griffith ~

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