In the garden of my heart, there grows a rose,
a mystery, a beauty, the one my heart chose.
Her smile, a radiant bloom in the twilight's grace,
a secret enhancement, a captivating embrace.
Oh, smile of rose, like petals soft and rare,
in your gentle laughter, I find solace there.
Your eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night,
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He chose you from the beginning of this world.
And when the time had come, he sent his messenger to ask not for your hand, but for your heart.
My Lady, you went beyond yourself and said: "I am the handmaid of the lord."
How good it is that you lay down your life for Him knowing that he'd have to lay His down for the whole world.
My Lady, no one showed you kindness, but you were able to have him in a manger.
He feed at your breasts and you watched him grow. God and the Immaculate Conception
My Lady, you thought that you lost him, but he was not. He said: "I was out doing my father's Business. My Lady how good it is that you ponder His response in your heart.
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O LADY amorous,
Merciless lady,
Full blithely play'd ye
These your beguilings.
So with an urchin
A man makes merry, —
In mirth grows clamorous,
Laughs and rejoices, —
But when his choice is
To fall aweary,
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…to say “I love you”
Is more than just three words –
Words so often thrown carelessly by the people of this age.
It is the language of my heart, love,
So, when I say "I love you,"
Know that I speak from the depths of my existence,
From a place where truth resides, untouched by pretence.
…to say “I love you”
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I was an ardent, competent astronomer, ever peering in midnight blue dark,
Like mysterious destiny, ever awaiting, meeting time in some emerald park.
Labor kept me up long of a purple night, like yellow, fiery stars come lately;
And I loved the thrill of discovery, as premier dawn rays, emerging vaguely.
Nameless friends kept me busy golden days, so lusty life was well balanced,
Like ivy, wrapping green arms around a tree, or rose displaying spicy talents.
On heady days of lively celebration, cherished family turned up at the door,
......
…to say “I love you”
Is more than just three words –
Words so often thrown carelessly by the people of this age.
It is the language of my heart, love,
So, when I say "I love you,"
Know that I speak from the depths of my existence,
From a place where truth resides, untouched by pretence.
…to say “I love you”
......
In the garden of my heart, there grows a rose,
a mystery, a beauty, the one my heart chose.
Her smile, a radiant bloom in the twilight's grace,
a secret enhancement, a captivating embrace.
Oh, smile of rose, like petals soft and rare,
in your gentle laughter, I find solace there.
Your eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night,
......
whirling in daisies
multicolored blooms in hair
summertime affair
Caressing petals
Light steps frolic in beauty
as breezes chase blooms.
Raspberry days so fruity
Clouds stand still for yellow sheen.
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shadow of a smile
a selfie in plum shadows
mysterious girl
dusky deep fragrance
living on the edge of June
thrills under the moon
nebulous image
a perfect moment captured
......
I was an ardent, competent astronomer, ever peering in midnight blue dark,
Like mysterious destiny, ever awaiting, meeting time in some emerald park.
Labor kept me up long of a purple night, like yellow, fiery stars come lately;
And I loved the thrill of discovery, as premier dawn rays, emerging vaguely.
Nameless friends kept me busy golden days, so lusty life was well balanced,
Like ivy, wrapping green arms around a tree, or rose displaying spicy talents.
On heady days of lively celebration, cherished family turned up at the door,
......