My love is like a breath of Spring
His voice the cooing of a dove
His song that of a nightingale
His laughter rich and full of love
His eyes reveal His inner thoughts
His thoughts a harvest of ripe wheat
His smile lights up the darkest night
His words a pomegranate sweet
His hands strong as a mighty tower
Yet soft as down upon my face
His arms are like a mighty fortress
And I am safe in His embrace
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