A red rose is an unmistakable expression of love. Red Roses convey deep emotions – be it love, longing or desire. Red Roses can also be used to convey respect, admiration or devotion. A deep red rose can be used to convey heartfelt regret and sorrow. The number of red roses has special romantic meanings associated with them. 12 red roses is the most popular of all which conveys “Be mine” and “I love you”
The creative spirit of love. True love stronger than thorns.
True red is the lover’s rose.
Amaranth red: long standing desire
Cardinal red: sublime desire
Carmine: deceitful desire (not true to color)
Fieryred: flames of passion♥
Source: http://www.rosegathering.com/meaning.html
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My Red Roses
- in response to “O My Love’s Like a Red, Red Rose”
by Robert Burns
and “Quisqueya la Bella”
by Rafael Hernández Marín
Oh my love’s like a red red rose
that blooms in the gardens of old:
heirloom rose thrives in eternal sun
for flavors both subtle and bold.
From quail and rose petals a lovers’ dish
from the spirit of the Borderlands’ prime
spring fire from the heart and sighs from the lips
cardinal-red of desire sublime.
Oh my love’s like a melody
that’s sung to the beat of a drum:
laments to call the beloved back
that soar through the land I have won.
Bathed by the many seas of foam
white-plumed bird on the beach asleep
my love runs like the sands of time
finds the precious pearl from the deep.
The only star in the firmament
now offers his light once more:
roses white-plumed birds and pearls
shed their brilliance upon the shore.
These seas will never run dry mi vida
and the wind will carry my refrain.
To the beautiful island I shall return
and the rocks with the sun shall remain.