You captured this heart,
O my English Rose..

Your eyes resemble a pair of magnificent sunflowers,
Pure soul they disclose..

Cheeks like tender lotus petals,
Everyone would want to steal a kiss..

Pink, cupid's bow like, lips,
Remind me of the soft orchids..

Locks of hair cascade down from your braid,
Like the tendrils of Ceropegia woodii..

Now you lie there,
Never aware of thy beauty..

Once majestic eyes,
Now devoid of life..

This bouquet of beautiful flowers,
Now shriveled, its rife.

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