'Blueing' your eyes with shadows,
While artfully wearing your shirt,
Your calmness is driving me mad
Though your confidence is making me hurt.
Clipping back your hair and smiling,
Speaking so softly, so clearly, so well,
Your thoughts on life are enthraling:
My love is begining to swell.
You are so pro-life, so sweet, so classed,
It seems unfeasibly true
That your beauty that's so unsurpassed,
Can keep making me feel so blue.
Friday, 8 February 2008
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