Floral Memories
In the garden of our hearts, where roses gently bloom,
We find the memories of love, in petals’ soft perfume.
With every breath, a scent of joy, in moments pure and bright,
Our souls entwined in floral grace, beneath the morning light.
Through trials faced and joys embraced, our bond will ever grow,
For in the memory of roses, our hearts will always know.
Roses’ Whisper
In the quiet of the evening, where dreams and hopes reside,
We find the memory of roses, with love we cannot hide.
With every touch, a petal falls, in whispers soft and sweet,
Our hearts align in love’s embrace, where soul and spirit meet.
Through highs and lows, our love remains, a fragrance pure and bright,
For in the scent of roses’ bloom, our hearts find pure delight.
Blossom of the Past
In memory of roses, our love does bloom,
In fragrant whispers, in twilight’s gloom.
With every petal, with every thorn,
Our hearts remember, love reborn.
The scent of roses fills the air,
A reminder of the love we share.
In every memory, so sweet, so dear,
Our love persists, forever near.
Though time may fade the flowers bright,
In memory, they’re ever in sight.
Our love, like roses, blooms anew,
In every thought, in every view.
