Flowers Under Moonlit Skies

Skin like tiger lilies sweet and smooth Hair like dandelions of a golden hue Eyes a shade of chestnut I shall never know It is my heart that you’ve enraptured I can’t think of someone who keeps pace in my brain Running in circles You are the prettiest shade right in between purple and blue Quiet but not calm A joy to be around All of that is you

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