How beautiful thou art, my dear,
Blessed be thy heart,
For with thine whisper in my ear,
I can feel thine art.
I feel thou so close to me,
And thine heart beating against mine,
And, we are close as ever could be,
When love is mine and thine.
Thou art so beautiful,
So I care for thee always,
And thou art a creation,
Whom I will love all days.
And remember thou art loved,
For thou art like a dove.
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