He had a beautiful rhyme

All he did was so sublime

Happiness, joy, and harmony

Surrounded him, a cacophony

Of movement sound and more

Oh how him I so adore

Odes and songs I would write

Often day or night to recite

The ways in which he made my heart soar

Here, there or on some distant shore

Regaling the depth of my love

So all the world would know he’s my truelove




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