The rose of love is in full bloom.
Act III scene III
"Tonight she is Imogene ... and tomorrow she will be Juliet"
LOVE ... What can a lover's perfume represent better than a scarlet flower? Love. Oh, love! Lover. Oh, Lover "The Bard wondered ... What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
... KILLS Because unfortunately behind every story of true love there could be a tragedy ending. The rose of love had dried up. Only one night has passed, it seems almost a thousand years. Squeeze the dry rose in your fist. There will be nothing left but some dust. And a beautiful, melancholy reminder of how sweet this love story has been withered too quickly.
The rose of love is in full bloom.
Act III scene III
"Tonight she is Imogene ... and tomorrow she will be Juliet"
LOVE ... What can a lover's perfume represent better than a scarlet flower? Love. Oh, love! Lover. Oh, Lover "The Bard wondered ... What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
... KILLS Because unfortunately behind every story of true love there could be a tragedy ending. The rose of love had dried up. Only one night has passed, it seems almost a thousand years. Squeeze the dry rose in your fist. There will be nothing left but some dust. And a beautiful, melancholy reminder of how sweet this love story has been withered too quickly.