One bright Sunday, I came across a beautiful rose blooming unexpectedly in a quiet neighborhood on the outskirts of Albuquerque, Rio Rancho. It was a simple moment, but the charm of that surprise flower made it truly unforgettable. The striking beauty of the desert landscape shows that a single event or element can transform the overall appearance of the landscape. The same idea applies to relationships. Below is a muse, good night.
Roses
Roses whisper soft and low,
Secrets only lovers know.
Petals blush in morning’s light,
Kissed by dew and fading night.
In your eyes, their color gleams,
Red as heartbeats, soft as dreams.
Every thorn and bloom confide—
Love may be pain and joy allied.
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