The you in my heaven is the person I create in my mind, the perfect you, who never drinks his milk from the cereal bowl and remembers every birthday and holiday with the nicest card he buys the day before, and he sends roses for no reason at all....
I'm not thinking roses, too ordinary for this woman.
Take our roses, for instance.
" She will be fortunate," said the aunt, " she was born among the roses to the sound of music."
How would you define roses? Add your definition here.