Karole Poem by matt hartwell
Karole
Your hair flows like a golden Atlantic.
When i look into your eyes i begin to feel frantic.
Your lips always seem to be with me so sycophantic.
When you smile my world comes alive.
Into your arms i always want to dive.
When you laugh is when i thrive.
I Feel lucky even when you give me a high five.
Your hug melts my heart every time.
We're all so alive.
Much luv,
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