Curly hair they were 

My concious still deep sea water.

In the rose floral garden 

Beautiful white doves flying over us.
Was it a premonition. 

Wild fancy moves yesternight 

Breathtaking match towards my table 

That’s love’s to answer. 
Thought rose will never flourish 

Suppleness of its petals 

It’s brightness attracts the eye.

One of the million anthers will conquer.
We wake up on a beautiful sunrise 

Your head on my shoulder 

Glaring rays falling on our face 

That’s the broadest smile ever. 

Feelings beyond rose’s quest for water
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