My love is a red rose, <br />A red, red rose, <br />First time affair, first time love, <br />Love you, <br />Love I. <br /> <br />My love is a red, red red-rose <br />Blushing at first sight, <br />My coy and shy mistress <br />With the bent eye-lids. <br /> <br />My love, call you <br />And I will come <br />Wherever am I, <br />Hearing your call. <br /> <br />As love is love, <br />A thing of heart, <br />So innocent, so ignorant a lass <br />Unable to understand this complex world of <br />So much complex people. <br /> <br />My love, O, my love! <br />Call I! <br />A red rose, a red-red rose <br />So fair and fine, <br />So fresh and pearly <br />That the dew drops floating on its petals.<br /><br />Bijay Kant Dubey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-love-a-red-red-red-rose-fall-in-love-not-please-with-my-lassie/
