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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521277" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This immortal rose that lovers seek<br>will be glimpsed by all in youthful peak<br>for her presence will be on every corner.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And those who confuse that heady perfume<br>with a lust for love, <br>will only find winter in an unknown heart<br>for beauty was always a fragile thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We who have seen this gift from above<br>will always get burned by its light.<br>The poet and the painter<br>have perfumed our existence<br>with loves testimony to this.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pain and tears fall on empty shield<br> for love will break your heart<br>but when we reach out to hold the rose <br>picked from these fields of hope, <br>a moment in life unfurls, <br> love will kiss your soul<br>and the world belongs to you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fleeting are the petals of time<br>the rose is a symbol to love.<br>For others it is the pain of life, <br>to find and lose this immortal gift<br>leaves a desert where life cannot breathe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The laughter replaced by silence<br>the smile that is kept in darkness, <br>the kiss exiled to the memory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is lost in the deepest pit<br>of your despair, <br>the thorns will bleed your soul red<br>but she can never die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love will always leave a spark<br>that will lead you to redemption<br>and only death can take this from you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rose was never yours to pick<br>but its creation yours to admire<br>for your being was made for this.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as our mortal bodies die<br> the spirit will seek the rose once more<br>for in death its petals fall too<br>blessing the ground of your resting place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rose was always yours <br>and its beauty a source of life<br>the chains of doubt will always <br>break in its presence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rose is pure<br>as is your faith in mankind.<br>It can show you a deeper meaning<br>for you are the petals of life<br>she is the perfume of your existence<br>and it is you that made her life complete.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Cooke">Steven Cooke</a><div class=q>
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will be glimpsed by all in youthful peak
for her presence will be on every corner.

And those who confuse that heady perfume
with a lust for love, 
will only find winter in an unknown heart
for beauty was always..."></div>
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