Our love is that of a red rose
when a rising sun visit the carnation
rays essence the pink
then it bright the absolute global
Our love is that of a red rose
when petals expand and get it richer
non other than absurd
it expands our blest and amity
it has only mono colour
but eternal shades of carbuncular
shines and get more lustrous
Our love is that of a red rose
beholding the creativity
a bud can make a lovely nature
thats what our love has a delightful scent
Our love is that of a red rose
when a rose fall down due to wind
it get dark and some what sable
smell defines to live more longer
Our love is that of a red rose
after collapsing it has an another lifestyle
someone picks it and evince in zenith pot
and get a deserving life and sprout
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