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.
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
Till the end of time
I Love You
How much you mean to me
My world would end if ever we were through
I can't begin to tell you
How happy I would be
If I could speak my mind like others do
I make such pretty speeches whenever we're apart
But when you're near
The words I choose refuse to leave my heart
So take the sweetest phrases the world has ever known
And make believe I've said them all to you
I Can't Begin To Tell You
L ove you whole-heartedly my sweet dove.
O ut of the blue you shot from the sky,
V ividly, beautifully stunning my eye.
E ver adoring you is what I do best,
Y our smile, your face and all the rest.
O n days like these I truly believe,
U and I are meant to be!
I'd gather them inside my heart
I'd wrap them in love
And brighten your day
...with starlight
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