The fragrance of a yellow rose
Floating about the air,
Reminds me of another time,
And of a beauty so rare.
The melodic strains of an orchestra
Wisping through the night,
Remind me of another time,
And so of a lovely sight.
Remembrance such as these
Flood my thoughts with rhyme
And I can not help but long for
The song of another time.
A time when life made sense to me,
When love was everywhere;
When you and I would dance and dance
While your fragrance filled the air.
Such memories consume me,
And they constantly remind;
That you, my sweet, are in my heart
And forever on my mind.
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