Tuesday, 17 July 2012

She...


The morning starts with her face,
Night falls with her love.
Her magic intoxicating,
Peace from the heart of a dove.


She is my kryptonite,
Flares up my emotions.
She's the heart and soul of every party,
My last, ultimate destination.


No matter how much i love her,
I still can't get enough!
She makes me feel, myself,
Fresh as the mint of a clove..


Her hazel eyes bore into my soul,
When I look deep in them.
Like water from the bluest ocean,
Enchanting love within..


The peace of her lap,
Sweetness of her kiss,
The grace of her touch,
That defines me with..


Her magic intoxicating,
Peace from the heart of a dove,
She makes me feel, myself,
Fresh as the mint of a clove... <3

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