Her Love To Me
Her heart is gold and so is mine.
She is like a red rose in the meadow
so soft and so sweet.
The scent she has is like a tropical orchid.
Her love to me is like a peaceful dove.
The way she sings makes my heart ring,
Oh! This voice, such a voice that would
sooth a wild beast.
Let her love come like the red rose on a
warm day in spring would bring to me.
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