You're 'write' for me
Baby, I will write for you;
About the things you do,
Your flaws that purely flow into my faves,
As well as your cute-crazed and craves.
To a heart, proudly making your smile,
Awe-inspiring and adorable in style,
Holding you as I thought through,
Along with the lines as I think of you.
Jotting your name is one of a kind of feels
Filling the emptiness that gives me chills
And these achromatic deep moods in me,
Shading vibrantly as rainbow and daiquiri.
As a matter of fact,
I got your back.
Symbiotically, I miss you so bad.
Whereas, you satisfy me with a hug.
You are my notes and my words,
My tint of colors to keep away from colds,
Engraved in our Poetry with catchy tones
Like I ever felt through with every hones.
Yes, the least I could do for you,
Turning these paints into fondue.
This paper is meant to ensure,
To wrap you up and to treasure.
Perhaps a sweet tooth's meringue.
Our lines and rhymes I sang.
Numbers of stars from our night skies
Count and March into the great Julys.
Turning red into gold for the sake of spark,
And again, I'll write you with all my heart,
Until this quill pen stops from inking
With this hand rests from bleeding.