How wonderful is life,
How sweet it is, to kiss you twice.
Paris, in your eyes, is clearly seen,
Even if, the world may seem so thin.
To you, to confess I want,
To say, to tell, to prevent hurt.
Of what for me you mean,
More than can be seen.
You I love, very much I do,
Your touch, and your face too.
Your look, your open eyes,
Your smile, how nice!
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