Roses were red
Poems were said
Hands were held
Laying on bed
World was dead
Hearts were fed
Turned were heads
Reminiscence when we wed.
My valentine
Plucked roses so red
We said poems so touching
We held hands so dear
We lay on our bed
With the world dead to us
Our hearts were filled with love
As we turned our heads to each
other
And blessed our union.
Sweet poem awwww :)
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