Nicholas Nikolov (April.6,1988 / Toronto)
Your lips are red like wine.
Your lips, though, taste as sweets divine.
Your love, I’m thankful it’s mine.
Your smile shines brighter than the sun.
Your smile is even more radiant then the moon.
Your smile blesses my days each day I see you.
Your eyes glitter more than the millions celestial stars.
Your gem eyes are more precious than diamonds.
Your eyes lovingly gaze upon mine, my sadness vanishes.
Your wavy hair tickles me softly.
Your fragile hands hold mine gently.
Your whispering words of love spoken angelically.
Your love is honest, before it, I had no life.
Your passion; if I lose it, my heart is cut in twain by a knife.
Your soul, together with mine, there’s time ‘til I have a wife.
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