To describe the way I feel for you,
Is to reveal my soul to you.
Whenever I see you fave,
I fell everything else erase.
Like the sun gives us light,
You give my heart delight.
As the rose blooms slow,
My heart will start to show.
If I was to describe you as a rose,
I could not, for you have no thorns.
My life would be nothing without this pleasure,
Of having you as my pleasure.
 
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