Organic Beauty
Her name was Olivia
She waltzed down the street
And the boys and the birds
Swarmed 'round her feet
Her eyes soft at satin
Her lips a stained rose
I'd follow her anywhere
and everywhere she goes
She pauses to think
Inhales life's sweet air
As the world breathes contentment
through the locks of her hair
Her name was Olivia
and awesome was she
And forever and always
shall I love thee
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