They say love is a tricky game Little do they know, they've been playing it wrong all along "How so?" , you ask The answer is simple.. Love is no game at all
All roses have thorns Each thorn a mark of the journey Each thorn a sign of growth A sign of perseverance A sign of strength The thorns protect the delicate flower If it weren't for the thorns, the beautiful flower above would never blossom People are like roses in a way Perhaps our thorns are what allow us to be beautiful Perhaps what some call imperfections are actually our greatest strengths for survival
Anyone can love her body But can you ignite passion inside her that makes shock waves go through her body simply by looking at her? Can you make tingles go up her arm when you hold her hand? Can you guard her heart from the evils of this world? Can you set her soul on fire and teach her to soar? Can you be humble enough to grow and learn alongside her? Can you be dominant enough to quiet her mind and gentle enough to silence her fear? Any boy can claim they love a woman, but only a man can show her.
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