Perfection

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A sweet flower dressed in morning dew
Kissed by his lips and filled with love
A deep hearted red tulip fresh and new
butterflies i recieve, tis the beauty of a dove

Poetry he softly sings to my heart
As the petals of this tulip dance across the pages
And my life, he is so profoundly apart
Covered these worries that begin to fade

A new beggining to my life
This tender, delicate tuulip he keeps his love
My heart floats in the white skies like a kite
As the sunset ascends above





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