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On The Bed Of Crimson Roses
I smell the fragrance of love
On the bed of crimson roses
Memories of thee beguiles me
And million emotions my heart encloses
Those eternal love-filled hours
Feel yet to be so few
Oh Love! Rush down my core
As this heart concocts the brew
Silent I lay beside you, all cuddled up
That drives me to the golden shore
Seeing through my inward eye, I become
Nostalgic to the days of yore
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