My rose .......

Every petal is an illusion… I will embrace you without words, quietly. Will kiss you  so as to give the world its beauty, carefully preserving the inner content. Fragrant and filling the air with your  aroma.

You are my rose and  I do not  dreaming of some kind of magical rose garden that is beyond the horizon, instead of enjoying a rose that blooms right outside our window because everything   what I am looking for can be found in a single rose. You are my  one  and you are most expensive  to me because I gave you all your soul. My rose …..