katarina bowman Poems
A White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send 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 lips.
I lost you,
My love is gone,
Now you break my heart!
I can never,
be in love for a very long time.
Once I've seen everything.