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I don't know the mysteries
the histories
the intricacies
of romance...
...I am just an idiot,
holding a rose
and asking you to dance!
I'm glad you didn't refuse
You didn't look at my shoes
Who's Playing the evening Blues
Danced, as if we were on a cruise!
You smiled n you laughed,
We photographed,
the memories,
the evening breeze
I'm on my knees,
asking you,
once again,
to...to..da..dance,
if there's a chance,
to walk on a way,
leading to romance?
A place where,
there is just me,
where there is just you,
and there is this red rum rose,
bringing us perfectly close!
A/N
Hey Folks, hope you enjoyed reading this silly little poem and if you did...please hit the VOTE/STAR button...as it will automatically launch a spaceship full of three-legged aliens which will land on your roofs precisely after ten days. Not Kidding.
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Is Rose Overrated?
I don't know.
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Arrivederci!