By Dru Macasieb
Precious is this rose,
I do not dare to touch.
For this rose so precious,
I love it Dear, too much.
Precious is this rose,
That beauty and love had combined.
Precious is this rose,
That love cannot define.
Precious is this rose,
I do Dear, admire.
For this rose is so precious,
Its secret I do desire.
Precious is this rose,
That holds this unworthy letter.
So precious is this rose,
For now, you know me better.
I love you.
This no one else knows.
But my precious rose.