He ties a ribbon into her hair,

pink like lips and open skin,

the perfume of flowers high in the air.

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With her wishes and her shoulders bared,

the summer heat and city din,

he ties a ribbon into her hair.

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Under the steel kingdom's heavy glare

she let the smiling soldier in,

the perfume of flowers high in the air.

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He wades through secrets she doesn't share

and tucking his hope behind his grin

he ties a ribbon into her hair.

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His kisses carry the flavor of everywhere

her two feet, and hands, have never been,

the perfume of flowers high in the air.

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Until his heartbeat tangles inside her prayers,

and in the silver shadow of two pulses beating thin,

he ties a ribbon into her hair,

the perfume of flowers high in the air.

Author's Note: I'm studying poetry in one of my classes right now, and it really got me in the mood to do this. It was definitely a challenge, but I'm glad I did it. And I hope you enjoyed it.