She's gorgeous.
Standing tall like a tree.
Her smile is incredible, with dimples.
Her lips are as red as a rose.
Her physique is both sexy and adorable.
Every time I look at her, her eyes captivate me.
She is very sweet and caring towards me.
She fills my heart and soul with bliss.
In her life, I see myself.
Her heartbeat confirms my affection for her.
Waking up next to her brightens my day.
I am a fortunate man to have her as my wife.
I will give her the love and affection she deserves.
She is my fresh rose.
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Gloria Penelope
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I really happy to read about that fresh rose.
Awww, this was so sweet! I loved it!