White roses, pure and fair,
Symbol of love beyond compare,
In their petals, beauty lies,
Whispering secrets of untold ties.
Their fragrance fills the air,
Aromas of passion and care,
Soft as a lover's caress,
Bringing forth feelings of tenderness.
In the garden of love, they bloom,
Their beauty brightening the gloom,
Their purity a reflection of the heart,
Love that shall never depart.
Like the warmth of the deep blue sea,
Love that flows endlessly,
A never-ending tide of emotion,
A bond that defies all notion.
Oh, how women love their spouse,
Purest as a blossoms rose,
Deepest as the warmth of the sea,
A love that shall forever be.
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