My love is like a red, red rose, <br />You just call her <br />And she will come, <br />You just call her <br />And she will singing a love song, <br />Whistling and humming <br />And the breeze carrying the sweet notes. <br /> <br />My love a red-red rose, <br />A red rose, <br />the pain of my heart, <br />The tinge of pain, <br />The ache of it, <br />My heartthrob, my heartbeat.<br /><br />Bijay Kant Dubey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-love-is-like-a-red-red-rose-2/
