My Dearest One
I love you my dearest one
My love is the sigh of relief
You took on the day we first met
Out of my heart flows fresh waters of love
That nurtures the tulips of Aramia
My heart yearns for you, cause from your
Lips flows all wine from the fruit garden
Having you in my life makes me a man born lucky
Pearls and jewels I will debank only to have you
Your smiles of pride are miracles of
"Mûre bouché a bouchee"
My dearest, you are never alone
Cause your eyes communicates "myosotis"
You are like a tulip amongst thorns that is
Plucked with careful fingers and lowered
Gently into a fluffy basket
I love you my dearest one.
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