Have you ever loved a rose...

Have you ever loved a rose,

And watched her slowly bloom;

And as her petals would unfold,

You grew drunk of her perfume. 

Have you ever seen her dance,

Her leaves all wet with dew;

And quivered with a new romance— 

The wind, he loved her too. 

Have you ever longed for her,

On nights that go on and on;

For now, her face is all a blur,

Like a memory kept too long. 

Have you ever loved a rose,

And bled against her thorn;

And swear each night to let her go,

Then love her more by dawn. 

(Lang Leav)