Flowers dark like midnight hair,
Skin so faint and soft and fair.
My love you are my will,
My beating heart is still.
As you I see the beauty,
In life, in death so truly.
A judgment not I'll make,
With any form or haste.
Upon my breast u sit.
With skirt and body fit.
As moments stay and linger,
The ring upon my finger,
Says life we shall together share.
Through struggle, triumph, and the unfair.
I give to you the pinkest rose.
As never has my love been gone.
For you to me in sweet repose,
Is the most beautiful of song.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Symbols of love are all we have be they our actions or a pink rose. From these we interpret another's feelings very nicely written
Nicely written, your poem revolves around love and devotion. It expresses deep affection for a beloved, highlighting the beauty found in both life and death. The speaker conveys a sense of commitment and unity, suggesting that love endures through both struggles and triumphs. The subject matter includes elements of romantic love, the passage of time, and the significance of shared life experiences.
Thank you for your interpretation.
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