Orange Rose and Eyes Almighty

Orange rose neglect & folly hanging off the balcony from the vine of recycled dreams, summer's child through countless seasons past strung out, cast off, living in the shadows of desire, Beautiful, unaware tending the earthly fire. Unassuming in sanctity, universal importance it remains intact, till the sun at long last rises over eastern trees …

Goodbye Rose

When beauty beckons it sings, And makes you feel worth a thousand times more, But I know the price. Today I see the calm before the storm, So I'll return to darkness but oh, this house is warm Goodbye, sweet Rose. Goodbye, sweet Rose I must leave you Though your smile's lovely, and Your eyes …

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