Simply yours

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If thou art a songbird

Our love be a dove,

If thou art a rose

Our love be a garden,

If thou art the bluest sky

Our love be the brightest sun,

If thy be thyself

Our love be blessed, though

What am I in this?

Am I the sweet voice thou singst with?

Am I the butterfly who flutters

to thy petal?

Or the blue above in which pictures you create?

Am I any of these?


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