Roses Trade Places with Angels

A Secret Love Song

michael uchebuaku
Verse 1

I've been to a hell that has no demons

I've been to a heaven that has no angels

I've been to a road that has no ground

I've been to an ocean that has no waves

And now all I have is ashes in my palms

But still you act as though you love me for no reason,

You kiss me without thinking.

Chorus:

Roses trade places with angels, just for us to be together

Rainbows swap colors with butterflies, just for us to love each other

Honey gives its color to chocolate, all for us to touch.

So hold me, baby, and never let go, till waves flow with color.

Verse 2

You say I'm classy and my shoes are glassy.

Love is made of magic, but my heart is made of roses.

Break my heart, break the petals.

It feels so beautiful every night to touch you and tell you sweet nothings.

In the morning you laugh and say I'm childish when I fly kites and bubbles.

But now your eyes leave me, like shooting stars.

Bubbles look so much like you, as they drift away from me.

Don't leave me lonely, like a rose in a vase.

Chorus:

Roses trade places with angels, just for us to be together

Rainbows swap colors with butterflies, just for us to love each other

Honey gives its color to chocolate, all for us to touch.

So hold me, baby, and never let go, till waves flow with color.

Verse 3

Don't leave me lonely, like a rose in a vase.

I still feel like holding those white roses you call your hands

I still feel like watching those pearls on the shore you call your footprints

When I'm kissing your lips it's like 1, 2, 3, because your sweetness keeps increasing...

And when I'm watching you take off your clothes it's like 3, 2, 1, because my breath keeps decreasing... till you blow it away!

It's like a serenade when you lie next to me, and there's a secret love song underneath the sheets.

Chorus:

Roses trade places with angels, just for us to be together

Rainbows swap colors with butterflies, just for us to love each other

Honey gives its color to chocolate, all for us to touch.

So hold me, baby, and never let go, till waves flow with color.

Published by michael uchebuaku

I'm a young man of 31 with a B.Sc. in Political Science and a Professional Certificate in Public Relations. Am single and love art, poetry and literature. Am a creative writer and public relations professional.  View profile

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