Princess

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You are royalty
Cheeks flushed like perfectly grown roses
Eyes dark as night but hide so much light.

Your body sculpted so delicately and perfectly. Every curve and edge
Each "imperfection"

The flow of your hair, hell the color of it
The now brown and light blonde

My princess please
Notice my modesty and That I'm Nobel
Become one with me

Even if I am a peasant
I will become a prince for you

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