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by XxRobxX Sep 19, 2007 category : Love, romance / new love
She was alone. I brought a gift A rose, surpassing fair; And when she took it from my hand She blushed with pleasure there. Compared with her, how poor and pale The red rose seemed to be ! My gift was nothing to the kiss My lady gave to me.
by Em
Rob, This is very beautiful and goes to show that saying so little can say quite alot. Written well again. Em
by your love is mine
Aw nice poem.=)
by Chelsea
Wow i really liked this one. it was really sweet and deep at the same time. great job. chelsea