Red రోజ్ Our love is that of a red రోజ్
Whose splendor rises as the sun shows its face,
Whose petals expand further and richerWhispering secrets of happiness and affection.
And even though with the fall of duskAll contentment is swept away,
And the రోజ్'s petals unite as oneReflecting any light that may endeavor to shine through,
The sun will always riseAnd the రోజ్'s petals will eternally broadenUntil they fully blossom into a stunning creation.
Our love is that of a red రోజ్
Possessing a few imperfectionsThat may cause evanescent wounds,
But the internal radianceThat will everlastingly bestow healing and comfort.
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