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
Some say love it is a razor
that drowns the tender reed
that leaves your soul to bleed
an endless aching need
Some say love it is a hunger
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
that never learns to dance
It's the heart afraid of breaking
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
and the road has been too long
When the night has been too lonely
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
that with the sun's love
lies the seed
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.