I love thee;
Tho' always you fly free
Above edge of lovers deed.
.
I envy thee;
As true thy height is beyond mine humble reach
So I fantasize thee.
.
I dream of thee;
Every night as I go to sleep
I praise God for thee.
.
As thy beauty
Defies nature's own comparism
And girls all wish to be thee.
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I'm proud of thee;
As nothing more hold meaning yet to me
So I die for thee.
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