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Peonies at Dawn

Sunlight bounces off your cheeks in the morning, looks like peonies at dawn,
I love to see your hair open and flowing, but you tie it in a bun,
When you touch me I feel my blood rushing, and I rush to write a song,
I sing for you and I see you blushing, looks like peonies at dawn… Continue reading Peonies at Dawn