It was yet another morning, beautiful and graceful..........sun bathing the grasses while the breeze bruised through.....the tiny drops of tears on the blades escaping to the ether void........I could hear the soft sounds as the buds opened to butterflies........I was ogling in the garden for the finest petals.....this is it for your love, said the angle..........opening flower and two leaves, the most blissful of all the kinds.............
I searched her through the space only to find her gone................I am saving this rose for you........I love you..........
