O my Luve is like a purple, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is such as melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So reasonable art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;... Conflict in Love: The reference to the odor of onion as https://bookmarkinglife.com/story4269794/detailed-notes-on-valentine-poems-from-kid-to-mom