O’Rosa an’Dianthus, akin o’flowers,
A’diff o’soul.
Aspirations of love, acclimations of hours,
That thy loves true: two are whole.
O’Dianthus of Winter sights;
Thy chilled clutch, oh sweet kiss;
O’Rosa of Summer nights;
Thy eternal ardor, oh sharp miss.
O’Gracious red, flowered red;
Love is symbolized.
O’gracious bloom, flowered bright;
Love is actualized.
O’Rosa an’Dianthus of differing name,
Yet true red and sweet, ‘love’ we proclaim.
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