Live and Love. What kind of rose are you? how do you portrait you self fashionably as a rose?

"Eyes that gaze into mine,
a smile that is lost on his lips— That is the unretouched portrait of the man to whom I belong.

When he takes me in his arms and speaks softly to me, I see life in rosy hues.
He tells me words of love,
Words of every day, and in them I become something.
He has entered my heart,
A part of happiness where of I understand the reason.

It’s he for me and I for him, throughout life, he has told me, he has sworn to me, for life. And from the things that I sense, now I can feel within me my heart that beats.

In endless nights of love,
A great delight that comes about, the pains and bothers are banished,happy, happy to die of love." - Edith Piaf-