My heart, my love
My loving dove
Beautiful as the morning sun
In you I find a living song
You are my flower
I your water
In skies so blue
You shall bloom
My love, fair and coy
With you I am as a little boy
Cuddling close breathing your scent
Even though I say you are the best
I sorry I can't place you first.
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