Feels like yesterday , when you caught my eye.
A fair lady with cheeks made of red roses.
Delicate and powerfull at the same time ,
A wild rose sparkling on a winter morning as the sun lays its kiss.
I still remember the early love , the excitement to see eachother everyday.
Im still the same 17 year old today.
And now I dont need to worry about who all have their eyes on my wild rose ,
Because i know who she blooms for ,
Who she sparkles for ,
For whom does she shines the brightest.
Lucky me ,
If there is a man above the clouds and he made me yours , Im grateful to that entity.
Wild roses do have thorns ;
but im ready to pick one up and admire its beauty.
Im ready to have it all , im ready to have it all with you.

© Samar_.