shana Bobar


My Love

Her hair flows in the wind, that of my unconditional love,
she walks, and I follow as that I do not get enough of her beauty,
her eyes shine, like the midnight sky lit up by a wondrous Star,
She smiles, my heart melts,
I become overjoyed and blessed to be accompanied by this fair maiden,
and my love is strong for that of who is her, and only her,
She is my heart, but most importantly my love

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