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A White rose...





The Red rose whispers off passion,
And the White rose breathes off love.
O,the Red rose is a falcon,
And the White is a dove.
But I sent you a cream -White rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips.
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lisp.


©poem around the world. 

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