My eyes rest on
No ordinary appearance
My heart sets on
No ordinary elegance
The beauty
Which the world is glad of
The grace
Which the world is mad of
The splendour
That you wish to behold
The treasure
That you dream to unfold
The allure
And the charm offensive
Her endeavour
And the thrilling magic
The myriads of sorcery
She spells out
They all belong to me
Sorry folks, do not envy!
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