the way the sun hit her skin; Mmm…I love the way she wore summer
starry nights swirl along her lips; let it kiss the moon
cruising along paved moments, as her fingertips dances through the wind
slipping away as the harmony plays, hmm…those pretty thoughts
sparkling eyes; I could see her soul
she’s beautiful; like she stepped out of a dream
loved her flaws; every crease, freckles, in between
gently day dreaming; painted a picture so perfect
a fantasy worth framing
she plays through my mind; caught up in my own thoughts
Mmm…she’s poetry
Let the words slip right out of me; every verse, rhymes, and reason
The means to everything I believe in; let me breathe
Cape Diem; she’s the moment
…But only if she knew it
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