She is something special…..my Rare Rose in a garden of weeds.
I’m looking for something different, something eyes barely see
A strong unthorned stem, a big heart that’s pure and clean
On the breezy cold night, the ocean was brought to me
I drowned in your eyes, with thoughts who is she?
Could I tell this would be special? Was it meant to cross my path?
Only time will tell, so I flipped my hour glass
The Lord will make a call, now the Angels have the scoop
Planting my seed of devotion, intertwined with her roots
Now the soil has been broken, we are growing deep within
Building something special, can’t you see these hearts are twins?
You blossom in my eyes, like pedals soft and sweet
You can’t be picked at all, you are gorgeous and unique
Love, trust, honesty…passionate, caring, modestly
Loyal, wise, enchantingly, connected forever eternally
No one will ever see, and no one will ever find
From a valley to the sea, what’s’ been blessed as all mine
I feel special in this instance, with this world as my witness
We connect while we’re in this, an intense kiss is endless
I have my own valley, it’s the one the Lord chose
And what lies in my possession, is called “A Rare Rose”
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