My Sugarbear - Poem by Chaarzarul Rockett
Darkness, shadows, blood, and fears,
Happiness, laughter, and joyful tears.
Beautiful smile with azure gaze,
Wonderful curves which deserve my praise.
She makes me rise with strong intent
Then lays me down, my power spent.
All are forgotten, she is only there.
I'm talking about my sugarbear!
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