If i could thouch your skin right now...
I would die in a brow....
You love to me.
Is like tipping a cow.
All i can say is wow.
My heart is pure.
as your soul is lear... my dear.
You name is what it is,
a Rose.
Its the smell i get when i hoes (water the plant)
Your so smart.
And sometime your a fart!
But to me....
your my dear.
I want you here.
So i can not shear
I love you rose.
Becasue you near.
-to my spical someone, rose
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