lunes, 9 de septiembre de 2019

#ThrowbackSeptember: White Roses

It's morning again,
And I'm trapped in your embrace.
As long as in this dream I stay,
Your warm body will keep me safe.

But I have to wake,
And so I lose you again.
I miss you all day,
And I wait for you 'til the moment I go to bed.

But this morning roses there were,
In my living room, I found them;
White roses your present were,
White roses, you know how much I love them.

In water now they lay,
So beautyful I keep them.
And when I can't find you anywhere,
A soft kiss I give to one of them.

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