𝗕. 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗙 . . . ( ☽ ☁️ ) She has a garden in her smile, every rose that has ever grown grows there perfectly blossoming into soft perfection.. She has constellations of beauty, she's a garden of stars. She is everything to me and my yearning heart, she is so very beautiful.. This you can not know by looking at her face, for it is only inside of her that these stars softly glow. If she were to smile, a sunrise would explode in my soul.. if she were to laugh, I would giggle like a teen at such a beautiful sound. My heart would beat ever softly, just her and me.
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