Roses of Red.
I picked these red roses just for you.
An expression of love is all I can do.
In spite of the space that keeps us apart.
I need you to know you’re dear to my heart.
The last thing I say at the end of each day.
Is I’ll love you forever and for this I pray.
Impatient I am for my embrace of thee.
To be engulfed in that kiss of ecstasy.
Until that day and our promise of bliss.
I send you my love and dream of that kiss.
Jim Raab
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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