Virtuous Woman
Behold a woman of virtue I see
You belong to me
I shall set you upon this rock
And cover you with my wing
Your beauty compares to no other
I kiss you with the drops of my morning dew
your lips soft as petals
Woman of virtue; virtuous woman is she.
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