Your eyes shine like the
sun.
Its path finding my
garden.
My everything.
You're there and flowers
bloom.
My plants, my life
grows.
Your touch creates new
life.
So take my hand and let's
walk.
Walk into the sky.
Into where we'll live.
Before we leave – pick
me a flower.
And forever I'll be
shining too.
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