Detailed Notes on valentine poems from kid to mom
O my Luve is like a purple, crimson rose That’s recently sprung in June; O my Luve is such as the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...Duffy emphasises the poem’s straightforward portrayal with an isolated line: “I'm looking to be truthful”Fingers intertwining, a symphony of sighs