From the first day I saw her
I knew she was the one
The way she smiled when she looked at me
And that feeling down inside
I asked her for her name
And she replied with a wry grin
“It can be anything you want it to be”
So I said “You’re my Mystic Rose”
She asked of me why
Would I give her such a name?
“Because your beauty matches any rose,
And of you I know nothing at all”
“Then Mystic Rose will be my name”
She smiled and took my hand
And like the roses after which I named her
That day my dreams blossomed in full bloom
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
The most beautiful rose of all
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Agreed, and I the thorn.
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I’ve been thinking about roses all evening because of you and I’ll probably dream of mandalas
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Better that, than spend all evening thinking of me because of thorn
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I thought about you because you always write such wonderful things – did you get my message?
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That’s such a lovely thing to say. No, I got no message. Where did you send it? 😕
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I emailed via your contact me page … I really like this one 💖
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Emailed you back. Makes you happy that you like this one ❤
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This is such a romantic Rosy poem! All I could think of was something fairy tale-ish!
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Thank you for your kind words
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Another great. You are so good at writing romance. 😊
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That’s very kind of you to say, thank you
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I had to come by a re-read this
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A favourite?
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Def 🌟
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One called Ibiza Gold Glitter would be a fave too … I’ll keep an eye out for it 😜
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Let me think a little 😜
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What an awesome mystic rose! Beautiful verses,Chris !
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