B-You-Tiful Poem by Aufie Zophy
B-You-Tiful
The scent of lavender
lavishly roams in my nose
but it is just imagination.
The touch of the softest grass
grasps and tickles my toes
but it is only imagination
A sip of superbly brewed coffee
cozily entices my taste buds
but it is in my imagination
The most sweet tunes of a flute
flush my inner ear with sweetness
but it is just in my imagination
Then, I look at you,
b-you-tiful as ever;
it is real
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5/4/2024 11:42:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a beautiful way to praise the lady in your life.