I looked upon the patio, as the sun was going down.
Her beauty was magnificent, like Nature in the fall.
When at last we touched, paradise was mine.
Her complexion was softer than a gentle breeze.
As stars filled the heavens and lit up the night,
An angel wrapped in lace, sent from God above.
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There stood an angel, in a wedding gown.
Then I heard a melody, her sweet gentle call.
She gave me her love to cherish all through time.
More delicate than orchids and beauty to please.
The twinkle in her eyes became ever more bright.
She gave me her heart and everlasting love.
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