The piano of the rose petals,
comes and goes as every petal of the rose flower grows,
but every face of the music is the melody that comes,
straight from my heart to you,
and all of the love from above that,
screams every pounding word in my heart,
and doesn't know when to stop capturing my heart,
with every tune of the music.
YOU ARE READING
тнє мυѕιɕ нєαят σƒ тнє ριαησ σƒ яσѕє ρєтαℓѕ
Poetryтнє мυѕιɕ нєαят, ցινιηց мє αℓℓ тнє νιвєѕ, вυт ησтє тнαт ѕтяυɕк мє, ωαѕ тнє νσιɕє σƒ тнє ηιցнт, αηԃ тнαт ωαѕ тнє яσѕє ρєтαℓѕ σƒ тнє мσσηℓιցнт.
