The scent of the mayflowers
Tonight makes my heart flutters
While my princess lay her head to sleep
I miss her while I gently weep
She's bogged down by the flu tonight
While I cajoled her with my might
Sentimental state of being
While I lay upon my sincere offering
To an angel I held high
While she embrace me in arms tight
With her I shan't ask why
Kept me warm all thru the night
Hope she'll rise up from the ashes
And fly high through the puffy lashes
A phoenix fly with all her splendour
My sweet love to her surrender
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