whispers in the garden of rose

In twilight's hush, where soft wind sigh, I found a rose beneath the sky, Its petal blushed like lovers' cheeks, Its scent the song my soul still seeks. Each thorn a vow, both sharp and true, That love holds pain-but beauty too. And in its bloom,I saw your face, A quiet fire, a tender grace. You are the rose, both wild and sweet, With every heartbreak, I repeat - No other flower could ever be A mirror of what you are to me. So if the stars should fall apart , I'd press a rose close to my heart, And know, though time may come and go, my love will bloom as rose grow