You are the apple of my eye,
With a smile sweeter than a pie,
Cute as a baby,
But models like an independent Lady.
You are that blister of snow when the temperature rises,
You are my first resource in my time of crisis.
You are that red rose in the garden of greens,
That attracts all the birds and bees,
And the vast majority of human beings.
Clearly you are peculiar in my eye sight.
If your heart is the sky,
I would take the first flight.
I need you in my arms,
where you are free from harm,
My heart is cold,
but for you it gets warm.
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Sóberthóughts ♠(PotentPoeticPieces)♠
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