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Delicate Delights
 
Delicate Delights©
By: William Phenn



My sweetheart is made from such dainty things,

Soft skin, bright eyes and a heart that sings.

For this I thank the Lord above,

He sent her to me to be my love.



Of all Godís creatures great and small,

She is the one that I hold tall.

I love my pretty Precious One,

My heart tells me she is the one.


Till death becomes my fate one day,
Within her heart I hope to stay.
To comfort me when I feel low,
To feel the love Iíve grown to know.

These delicate delights I see,
Are just a few that impress me.
I love my Princess more each day,
And thus profess my love will stay.

By WmPhenn

© 2018 WmPhenn (All rights reserved)

 

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