"My rose, how is it your beauty inspires me more than anything? I mean look at you? The curves of your body is wonderful. Your eyes drape the core of the place I wanna rest my head, the question is will you allow me rest? My rose, how is it your beauty inspires me? Give me the wanting and needing of your layers to touch mine, but I know your wild and unable to commit, but if I could just have a chance to express myself, would you allow me a chance to bavk up the words I recite? Cause I know your used to the normal compliments, and others pursuring you, but if I could just have the time of your scent, or the firmament of your touch, I would gladly accept you and never let you go. So, my rose would you allow me to no longer wander, but rest in the bosom of your pedals, cause that's all I need to just show that my love is the soil you can grow in without any doubt or question."
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