O my Luve is like a crimson, purple rose That’s freshly sprung in June; O my Luve is such as melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;... Conflict in Love: The reference for the smell of onion as https://gregoryxwvtt.bloggazzo.com/31553241/the-smart-trick-of-valentine-s-day-poem-writing-that-no-one-is-discussing