Saturday 9 June 2012

clean

The girl am thinking of is one of a kind,
Shes always in my mind,
Shes got me gone blind,
In her romance i go wild,
Tender calm and mild.

Shes the throb of my heart,
The angel that i have got,
My piece in art,
My peace thats shut.

She gives me love,
I make her laugh,
eyes just like a dove,
We are made for each other to serve.

We chat daily,
We get enough of each other barely,
We treat each other fairly,
You should watch me play with her hair

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