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At one corner of a kitchen, Sits a girl; Queen of my dreams, the joy of my heart. She isn’t that perfect, but she is the right choice. She isn’t that good cook, But I enjoy her meals. How I wish to be that lucky man to… For her ways just reflect and gives beauty to that good character in her which I think no other girl has. The love I read in her eyes and the comfort I find near her, Just gives me an idea and a picture of what my life can be if we get together. Sitting by her side, And watching her read and write, Is a passion for me. And I truly confess; She is my finest.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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