A lover's rose does have a thorn
That has to be held gently, like love
Must reign gently, not to be torn
By words. Words gentle as a dove
Spoken out of true love from the heart
To only one so divine and sweet
Who in turn plays their part
Every time they kiss and meet.
A red rose given as loves great token
Will prick the heart with love's desire
Where hardly a word needs to be spoken
And will kindle any love about to expire.
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