With each day that passes, that special place you have in my heart aches for you. The touch of your hand will be like the soft caress of a spring breeze when I feel it once again. The smell of you hair will be like the perfume of the flowers that ride upon that gentle wind when I smell it once again. Having your arms around me will be like lying in a bed of spring flowers when you hold me once again. And your lips when you kiss me will be like kissing the soft petals of a rose in full bloom when our lips meet once again. The distance between us whenever we are apart is not unlike the first frost of winter that sends the flowers in the garden of my heart into that deep winter sleep. All the flowers sleep, all but one, the spring rose in the center of my garden, it is kept warm by my love. It's bloom is beautiful, and eternal. Never fading always growing, becoming more beautiful with each passing day. Just the thought of my rose brings a smile to my heart, while the sight of my rose fills my soul with love and joy. That love I feel I give back to my spring rose, one hundred times over, to tend it, to keep it safe, and to help it grow. You are the spring rose that grows in the center of the garden of my heart that my love tends to every day. © Todd R James 1994 - all rights reserved.

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