Ros-e

She is my perfect love, Hair of red and teeth like pearl.
She stole my love away, Her voice like a young girl.

I looked into her eyes,

Clear blue and full of love.
My future she holds there, Like an angel from above.

At night I lay here restless,

My thoughts are spinning round.
Wondering how it would be, To hold the love I've found.

Why can I not forget her,

Burned in my memory it seems.
Her sweet face keeps returning, Over and over in my dreams.