My Lover Shops At Tiffany's
My lover shops at Tiffany's, where dreams are spun,
In halls of crystal and silver gleam.
Each purchase a star plucked from the sun,
Glistening promises in a jeweler's dream.
Diamonds like whispers, secrets untold,
Nestled in velvet, stories unfold.
Pearls are the moon's tears, softly they glow,
Captured in strands that ebb and flow.
In Tiffany's embrace, love finds its grace,
A treasure trove where hearts interlace.
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