Sweet woman! Thou art a precious jewel in love’s bright crown. Your kiss spins my heart ’round and ’round; I never ever want to come down.
Take my hand, and off we go, on silver clouds our love does flow, I dive in you, you dive in me, as one we rise, forever free. our hearts sprout wings, as heaven sings a song for me and you, my joy so grand, I take thy hand, your eyes so misty blue.
You know, I always admire a person who can rhyme in a poem. I'm terrible with it. But in spite of being restricted by rhyming, you create a darling poem. Congrats.
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