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Priti
Priti, so fair, a beautiful sight,
Her smile, sunshine, in the morning light.
Her grace and charm, an enchanting spell,
Her laughter, is a melody, that none can quell.
In her eyes, a love, so warm and so true,
A flame that'll glow, in the skies of blue.
I'm drawn to her, like a bee to a rose,
Her love, a treasure, that only grows
So I write this verse, with my heart in my hand,
With rhythm and rhyme, so graceful and grand.
With every word, I hope she can see,
The depth of my love is as deep as the sea.
For Priti, so fair, with a heart of gold
I'll love her always, till I grow old.
And I pray as she reads these lines so true,
She'll feel the love, that I have for her too
Her smile, sunshine, in the morning light.
Her grace and charm, an enchanting spell,
Her laughter, is a melody, that none can quell.
In her eyes, a love, so warm and so true,
A flame that'll glow, in the skies of blue.
I'm drawn to her, like a bee to a rose,
Her love, a treasure, that only grows
So I write this verse, with my heart in my hand,
With rhythm and rhyme, so graceful and grand.
With every word, I hope she can see,
The depth of my love is as deep as the sea.
For Priti, so fair, with a heart of gold
I'll love her always, till I grow old.
And I pray as she reads these lines so true,
She'll feel the love, that I have for her too
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