Title: Love Is Roses, Love Is Thorns
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Love begins, so pure and bright.
Its petals unfurl with fragrant grace,
A delicate smile on both lovers' face.
But hidden among the petals so fair,
Are thorns that lovers must be aware.
Love is not all sweetness and light,
It weaves in challenges, day and night.
Through sunny days and stormy weather,
Love stands strong, linked together.
Roses bloom, and thorns may sting,
Yet love endures, an eternal thing.
The bea... moreTitle: Love Is Roses, Love Is Thorns
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Love begins, so pure and bright.
Its petals unfurl with fragrant grace,
A delicate smile on both lovers' face.
But hidden among the petals so fair,
Are thorns that lovers must be aware.
Love is not all sweetness and light,
It weaves in challenges, day and night.
Through sunny days and stormy weather,
Love stands strong, linked together.
Roses bloom, and thorns may sting,
Yet love endures, an eternal thing.
The beauty of love, like a blooming rose,
In its embrace, our hearts compose.
But thorns remind us of reality's art,
Love requires courage from the very start.
In the garden of love, we'll often find,
Moments of joy and tears intertwined.
Embracing both, we learn and grow,
Love's fragrant blooms, its thorns bestow.
Love's thorns, though they may cause pain,
Strengthen the bond, not in vain.
For through hardships, love takes flight,
Like a rose that still blooms, so bright.
In love's embrace, people change and mend,
Sacrifices made, broken hearts to mend.
The tapestry of life, love weaves,
In roses' hues and thorns it leaves.
Now, as the day's light gently adjourns,
Let's express love in all its turns.
In the language of poetry, our hearts adorn,
For love is roses, and love is thorns.
