She

The beauty of my love. For the Freedom Writer's Contest.

If rubies be red
her cheeks are redder.
If snow be white
her complexion is whiter.
If turquoise be blue
her eyes are bluer.
If the sun be golden
her hair is lovelier.
If corals be reddish-pink
her coral lips are far better.
If Heaven be bliss
she is more joy.
The prettiest flower ever bloomed
thats how my love is.
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