2007-08-01 16:12:59 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
All the love that history knows,
is said to be in every rose.
Yet all that could be found in two,
is less than what I feel for you.
2007-08-01 16:14:32 · answer #1 · answered by sweeteternity825 2 · 3⤊ 0⤋
When rose petals, sometimes in night,
go down through the air of night to
grassed earth, green earth,
History is being made, history is not
adequate without the doings of roses
But when rose petals fall, perhaps love endures
love is forever, history written in stone
Roses are but memory.
2007-08-01 16:42:53 · answer #2 · answered by Gma Joan 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My love is with history of roses and I give the rose to u on my knees and to love me and my history.
2007-08-01 16:18:54 · answer #3 · answered by historyman_of_sa 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My love for you is like a rose
it gets better as it grows
the histroy we have is strong
to me my love, you can do no wrong
I don't know if this poem will do
but I used all the words you wanted me to.
2007-08-01 16:37:49 · answer #4 · answered by earthwater_76 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My love is a Rose.
Our history everyone knows.
Where she is my heart goes.
My lovely lovely rose.
2007-08-01 16:24:05 · answer #5 · answered by Blessed 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋