[HR2004]

A single rose you gave me.
Represents more than just a flower.
The romance of the color.
The gazes you lock on me.
The simplest look in your eye.
Tells me that you care.
It tells me more than the,
words that float the air.
When you wrapped you arms around me.
I was making a memory when you held
me just moments longer.
My adoration grew even more.
A kiss for you waits on my lips.
Just waiting to be taken.
Holding me close always.
My heats fills with desire.
The rose will eventually die.
But this feeling will last.
It will last within the memories of my hearts.