Pink Flush
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And a delicate flush of pink came into the leaves of the rose, like the flush in the face of the bridegroom when he kisses the lips of the bride. But the thorn had not yet reached her heart, so the rose's heart remained white, for only a Nightingale's heart's-blood can crimson the heart of a rose.
- Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose
- Added Mar 19, 2014
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