VALENTINE DAY POEM NO FURTHER A MYSTERY

O my Luve is like a pink, pink rose That’s freshly sprung in June; O my Luve is such as melody That’s sweetly performed in tune. So truthful artwork thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...Metaphor: On this poem, the “white apple” is usually a metaphor for Loss of life. The “flavor of stone” is really a metaphor for that grave.Wri