Love,
It never gets old
For the pages of love, I unfold
My passion is inscribed in gold
In the words, a story is told
With the letters in bold
How, unto you my soul I sold
And with your magic you mould
The love from a heart that was cold.

For I'm your rose
And from the garden I rose
Hot that I unfroze
Found where my passion source
It's you my close
Tend me from my foes
You are my gardener, I'm your only rose
I'm the flower you chose
I bet it won't be a lose