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His Vision, Her Heart
What is vulnerable if it is, not the rose. Born through the seasons, left stemmed, blooms closed. Her visions, a view in her lifetime allowed, As much as a flower, can see through her shroud. She will stay where there is soil for plantings Waiting to know she is chosen, enchanting. He will pluck her He wants her as his own All she hopes for is that he sees her and knows. To him she is the most treasured of beauty No other rose will complete his soul's duty. Raine Les 8/8/2009 |
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how beautiful :
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His Vision, Her Heart What is vulnerable if it is, not the rose. Born through the seasons, left stemmed, blooms closed. Her visions, a view in her lifetime allowed, As much as a flower, can see through her shroud. She will stay where there is soil for plantings Waiting to know she is chosen, enchanting. He will pluck her He wants her as his own All she hopes for is that he sees her and knows. To him she is the most treasured of beauty No other rose will complete his soul's duty. Raine Les 8/8/2009 |
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Lovely
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Lovely Hello Meg,Thank you, I have not seen you for a while, are you well? |
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