The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
Oh, 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 the purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
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