I know your heart.

According to my heart you are the sonnet that ever cases my daily need, love and freedom to express 
where the roses bleed,

Time lay gilded an ageless thorn
Yet pricked my finger all forlorn 
this lonely patterned garden pressed
Where love lay clothes so well dressed ,

to rivers flowing the tiding seas
you are the essence on the breeze 
My love lays tribute to each warm part, and consoles the lonely heart

For partings come with sorrow 
and a greeting of a new
But nothing can console this love I have embedded just for you

The trails lead a dusty road, and every turn I see your face
Its love that holds the roses down 
And bleeds as they replace 

Fortunate to have you love,  as I have loved in every word of sense 
As parting hold a significant cause
Because they are past tense 

A remanding star may shine it's light 
Amits the heavens where you dwell
And I shall tend the roses love
For I know your  heart so very well.