A Simple Me, Daring For Ultimatums

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Day 9 – This is a letter for you


Good morning. (With many kisses on your neck, I love to do that actually)

I had a wonderful sleep last night because I had dreams about you. Seriously. I did not bluff. Seriously.

You were there too.

Hey, I’ve listened to this song, sung by Westlife, “The Rose”, so…
Here’s the lyric.

Some say love it is a river 

that drowns the tender reed 
Some say love it is a razor 
that leaves your soul to bleed 

Some say love it is a hunger 
an endless aching need 
I say love it is a flower 
and you its only seed 

It's the heart afraid of breaking 
that never learns to dance 
It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance 
It's the one who won't be taken 
who cannot seem to give 
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live 

When the night has been too lonely 
and the road has been too long 
and you think that love is only 
for the lucky and the strong 

Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows 

lies the seed 
that with the sun's love 
in the spring 
becomes the rose 

You are the seed.

You are the rose for me.

I love you.

Have a blessed lovely &rosy day.

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