Valentine - 4
Lovely rose
When decomposed
A message gives
Soul ever lives
In its fragrance
It's essence
Eyes can't see
From thorn picks free
The bush it plumed
It is now doomed
On it bulbul doesn't sing
Still mind melodies ring
Loving heart blooms
Around Valentine looms
Heart is love's red red room
Offering rose two hearts perfume
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