The red rose whispers of passion, 
And the white rose breathes of love; 
O the red rose is a falcon, 
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud 
With a flush on its petal tips; 
For the love that is purest and sweetest 
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

I love this poem. It's passionate. It's pure. It speaks of true human emotion, I can feel it in my bones.