Oh, my love...

The red rose whispers of passion,  

  And the white rose breathes of love;  

O 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 purest and sweetest  

  Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

Oh Paris,

I love you but you're bringing me down...</3