Her eyes, such a beautiful sight,
With her face, so lovely and bright
Her delightfully exquisite scent,
Neither flower nor blossom could vent. Her soft, delicate voice,
Could make any heart rejoice
Her sweet and luscious lips,
Could make even the sun eclipse. Her magnificence in any dress,
One simply cannot express
She is attractive and smart;
Her beauty is that of the finest art. To be with her is to be in heaven;
All your troubles and worries she will leaven
Her cute and lovely smile,
Makes her more than worthwhile. Within Love Ever's heart she strikes a fire,
One which can never tire
Among all others she is a morning dove;
She shines brighter than the stars above.
With her face, so lovely and bright
Her delightfully exquisite scent,
Neither flower nor blossom could vent. Her soft, delicate voice,
Could make any heart rejoice
Her sweet and luscious lips,
Could make even the sun eclipse. Her magnificence in any dress,
One simply cannot express
She is attractive and smart;
Her beauty is that of the finest art. To be with her is to be in heaven;
All your troubles and worries she will leaven
Her cute and lovely smile,
Makes her more than worthwhile. Within Love Ever's heart she strikes a fire,
One which can never tire
Among all others she is a morning dove;
She shines brighter than the stars above.
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