EVERYTHING ABOUT VALENTINE POEM TO HUSBAND

O my Luve is like a crimson, crimson rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is just like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair artwork thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...- Blunt/Make a difference of reality = desires to be very very clear that she isn't going to need to discuss about love like a stereotype, but as wh