Flower child decades hence,
The age of Aquarius,
Keep alive the hippie inside,
Ring of flowers around the head,
Like a crown of a princess made
To be a queen of my heart
To love a girl as pretty in youth
And for all eternity,
So cool when on the verge of summer,
Ring of flowers like the majesty
In life giving spring that of a wedding ring
I'd place upon the proper finger,
Shades to hide the light from eyes,
As beautiful as the stars in sky
Upon the ecstacy of night,
The reflective light from the shades,
To diffuse the harmful rays of the sun above,
But to light up that pretty face of my angel queen,
A celestial being come to birth upon this earth,
beautiful eyes behind the shades
As they complement that goddess's face,
I would always complement you for life
for being the queen I've always dreamt
And forever will hold in dreams
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