"Oh Little Rose" poem by Abigail Alexis~
Oh little rose, who grows on a vine,
My heart is like, that gate you climb,
Leaves, and petals, my hearts entwined,
Oh little rose, who grows on a vine,
Oh little rose, lips so red,
Dreams of your kisses, do dance in my head,
Blossom with joy, say you'll be thine,
Oh little rose, Who grows on a vine,
Oh little rose, which way will you grow ?
Do you need me?, like water ? Do tell me so.
Tell me you want me, that you will be true,
Oh little rose, so lovely and new,
Oh little rose, let not your thorns stick,
My heart may burst, If they do prick,
Your touch, like petals, your soft embrace,
Like fresh morning tears, kissing my face.
Oh little rose, beyond all compare,
Dreams hang like dew, pearls in your hair,
Come on and kiss me, say you'll me mine,
Oh little rose, who grows on a vine.
