It's not a typical love affair But "love" and "tenderness" Both are there Named after daisy She lived amidst words Surrounded by adjectives In green fields of verbs Adjectives wrap around verbs like weeds some force you to yield But she with soft art Passed through my hard shield but she planted softly into my hard land And into my heart Not always are love stories just made of love not named But it's love just the same.... It's a simple "I love you", yeah, we're in love It's not a typical love affair I met her on a bench in my local square I ran into her on a park bench She made a little stir tiny like a bird With her gentle feathers She was surrounded by words Some as common as myself She was surrounded by words, as ordinary as me She gave me books,
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