I behold thy love in the deepest of seas,
With the first sight, to that first kiss.
Thy innocent love is my Eden.
Like a sweet pea in the birth of spring.
Anew nascent life,
Showers in the floral rain.
Your eyes so blue,
Sing forget-me-not too.
Like a budding Statice,
You remain in my thoughts.
Your words are Queen Anne's lace,
Pulling me closer with grace.
The Birds of Paradise,
Hum in everlasting joy.
Roses of my cheeks,
And Tulips at your feet,
We sing the melody of the night,
To the stars of our first song.
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