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The Enigma Of Love

I lay speechless for several hours,
Reminiscing; the faces of pretty flowers.
The lilies and roses will never fit,
Her place in my heart that’s solemnly lit.

She’s well shaped and idyllically made.
With flourished lips that’s perfectly laid.
Her skin, so carefully coated and mild.
I would have sworn I saw a star when she smiled.

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