Queen of Hearts

A beautiful woman stands before me now,
One lovely to behold.
She is a queen of hearts I must bow,
While she stands proudly bold.

She's taken my heart by captivating my soul.
My love for her begins to unfold.

She is the one I wish for,
To have and to hold.
Whether we are rich or poor,
She is my weight in gold.

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