17 november, 2010

The Rose...

Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too
long and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose

Ha en fin kveld
♥ ♥ ♥


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2 kommentarer:

  1. ....i det poetiske hjørne i dag ?? Vakker tekst til et som altid flott bilde. Ha en fin dag -ser ut til å bli en fin dag i dag også.

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  2. Mja,tja kanskje det :) Tusen takk for hyggelig kommentar, ha en fine dag du og Tippetue;)

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