A Flower Blooms
A flower blooms, my sanctity now blessed,
Within my flesh I feel her flutter call
From deepest slumber, virtues pure are dressed
By God who whispered to me, Give her all.
With love her petals form with beauties care
With eyes of blue, and silken locks of gold,
Her features soft with love beyond compare,
A soul unblemished, sweetened, fresh and bold.
For soon the loving thread of bonded ties
Will weave together lovingly, as one
Our hearts will feel the pull of softest cries
Of innocence, beholden unto none.
Each breath she drew a precious star above,
Each night, ‘pon blackest velvet lit with love.
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