To love her isn't just a touch,
Or lips that meet and feel too much.
She's more than what your eyes can see,
A soul, a heart, a mystery.
She's not an object for your thrill,
But someone with her dreams to fill.
Listen close to what she fears,
Understand her hopes and tears.
What brings her peace? What makes her glow?
These are the things you need to know.
Her trust in you is earned with care,
A bond so deep, no mask to wear.
To love her true, you must embrace,
The beauty in her heart and grace.
Respect her soul, her light, her mind,
In every way, be good, be kind.
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