Like white roses in a mystic garden.
Love grows, innocent, pure, and simple.
Virgin hearts evergreen, beat in unison.
The ascension of love, a honeysuckle.
Subservient like the wings of a dove
Unvarnished tale of fidelity, roses of love.
Like pink roses in a mystic garden.
Love blossoms and blooms in splendor.
The power of love; conquers those smitten.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem