Pleasant Thoughts

She’s the radiance of a sunset,
I hope to never end.
She’s the softness of a petal,
on the rose I’d love to send.
My imagination hears her voice,
with every gentle breeze.
My life would fill with thank you’s,
if only I could please.


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