Have you ever loved a rose,
and watched her slowly bloom;
and as her petals would unfold,
you grew drunk on her perfume
have you ever see her dance,
her leaves all wet with dew;
and quivered with a new romance___
the wind, he loved her too
have you ever longed for her,
on night's that go on and on;
for now, her face is all a blur
like a memory kept too long
have you ever loved a rose🌹
and bled against her thorns
and swear each night to let her go,
then love her more by down. ~~~~~
