In the realm of dreams, a man appears,
Smart, talented, creative, erasing all fears,
With a multitude of aspirations in his sight,
Always on the honor list, shining so bright.
My high standard, though I may fall short,
He attends church on Sundays, a soul devout,
A master in the kitchen, culinary delight,
Creating dishes, a symphony of flavors unite.
No temper flares, but a gentle demeanor,
Respecting elders, a virtue that couldn't be cleaner,
An embodiment of perfection, an ideal dream,
Expensive and wonderful, like a priceless gleam.
He's the one who clings, a love so true,
A man of his word, promises he'll pursue,
A hoodie-clad mystery, a mask to unfold,
A treasure untold, worth more than gold.
In this tapestry of dreams, he weaves,
A dreamweaver, crafting visions that leave,
A lasting impression, a masterpiece divine,
Expensive and wonderful, a love so fine.
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"Whispers of the Heart: A Symphony of Mixed Emotions"
Poetrypoem of nonstop emotions that you are going to relate
