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Your hidden face comes so true to me. Through a pretty jewelries You come flying so serene into me. As the tiny wings flutter I watch with love and joy and wonder how it could be that I see your face coming to me. With beauty and grace you perch among the flowers as if searching for a special place. Oh if I could only turn my heart into a bed of flowers for you to fly and hide and secretly whisper to me with fluttering wings how you love me. Warm and kind is our friendship so rare like a beautiful butterfly. Where butterflies fly along the paths of lovely flowers. You are so special in my life. So innocent and pure is our friendship. I care for you with a heart full of joy. You are mine, I love you. God, help me not to be possessive. Love is freedom in true sense. Possession is selfishness. God, help me not to be possessive.