Oh my true love
Your pretty foot treads
The daylight puffing path
Amid the clamour of twittering breeze.
You are an elegance emitting
Creeper with newborn sprout
Regularly longing for the patronage
Of a merciful wholesome tree.
Your unvoiced words
Are like unspilled pearls
Your fostered reveries float
On your pristine bosom brook.
Tread this blissful path
Every time, my dear
Spawning bouncy days
And ardent nights.
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