She was standing there in front of me, slightly out of breath.
I looked into her mystic eyes and saw what I knew best.
Our love was so intense, she had to wipe her tears.
Her clover, lavender scented dress buried all her fears.
In her dress of long pleated cloth, she shone just like the hills.
With flowers in her long dark hair and looks that were to kill.
That long and flowery coloured dress, hangs around her waist.
Her beauty is strong and loving, heaven is what I taste.
In the forest we said our vows, keeping our words so true.
I placed the ring upon her finger, making her feel brand new.
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