Beauty is to please
Simple and beautiful eyes
With no more try
As it may shy
Roses are taken as symbol
To respond with lovely call
Red presents no danger
But love with real hunger
White is symbol of peace
To live with complete ease and happiness
When she is with you
You may it really true
She is an asset
Let us accept
Wherever she goes
She carries fragrance
I shall watch her beauty
From distance truly
She may become companion
Yet that should be enjoyed as union
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Beauty is to please Simple and beautiful eyes