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Baby Dove

 I met a pretty one
She's  jolly and fun
What I felt was new
My soul was stunned
I loved much about her
That I was going insane
From my roots to stem
Like a consuming flame,
I can clearly remember
She had a juicy nature
A really spicy texture
With the finest structure
Her body was slender
With a soul of wonder
The smile was tender
It made me stutter
Her attitude was nice
So blessed and precise
I longed for her comfort
But quaked at her presence.

I was blind and also dumb
Drowning in her essence
She was my daily crush
Her ways made me blush
I liked her beautiful mind
She was a wonderful kind
A great believer in peace
I called her ambassador
She's a soul I dearly miss
From the day I found her,
I wanted her to be mine
Because she was divine
She's gentle and delighted
Attractively well endowed
To easily appeal to any one.

When I'd look into her eyes
Those two gorgeous pearls
Like chocolate in a milky way
All I saw were graceful skies
With no sign of cloudy grey,
I wanted to dive into her soul
To be the warmth to her heart
I call her baby dove
For I missed my single shot
Which scared her astray
And I watched her fly away.
So I lost a treasure on my heart
I only told one soul this secret
Who gave me reasons to feel okay
And take the focus off my regret
But I realised that either way
This wasn't my card to play.


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