Sunday, April 17, 2011

Unexpected roses













Unexpected roses always make my soul
Melt with love for you, my dear;
Not because I find your Casanova’s role
Unexpected - roses ALWAYS make my soul
This way for you. It’s just I know your goal
Is purely biological. Never fear –
Unexpected roses always make my soul
Melt with love for you, my dear.

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