Love- Of Roses and Violets

Roses are red, Violets are not blue;
     if my love you was a color, it would be no definite hue.
The love I have for you is immortal and strong;
     Do not desert me, that is just plain wrong.
Life is sweet, Death is cruel.
     An innevitable end, like string on a spool.

                 Please don't go,
                       I Love You.