My beautiful rose, but our love was much greater than the common love between lovers, a love so great that even the angels in heaven envied us. The angels, however, were not as happy in heaven as we were here on Earth. But our love was stronger than the love of those who were older, wiser, more experienced than us. Neither the angels in heaven, nor the demons hidden beneath the sea, can separate my soul from the soul of my beautiful rose. For the moon never shines without bringing me the dreams of my rose, and the stars never appear without me feeling the brown eyes of my beautiful rose. And so, throughout the night, I lie beside her, my beloved, my life, and my bride. My darling, my light, my rose 🌹❤️