Lei e come una dea...

She like a goddess flowery
Puts me ethereal
And showery
As if She her flowers for me holds
As if She sends her with bouquet...full of Love,
And me sees how her curls slight brown
Tremble by her ears as if they by happy songy
Participate into a creamy golden of a dance,
O how She giveth me that singular life of a million times
A  chance
To be blessed by Her ethereal...

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