there's something on this paper
that's saying I gotta live my life
these proper greetings
to ask her for this dance
this girl who came overseas
little time that came
seems to make it so slow
to see her dancing below the sun's glow
baby, I don't know what they say
but I do know
that I love you so
those mango fillings
waterfalls created
gysers built
and earth sculptured into a beaut just like her
sunrise's first gleam like her hair
the shooting star which befallen right there
her smile that reminds me of the aurora borealis
her eyes that reminds me of the Starry Night
and that love for her reminds me to print this only for her
otherwise it's too illegible for the beaut like her to read this now
sometimes I wonder what's under all of that
you dream fighter, fighting spirit
what's under all of that pretending
from that spot where you catnap through lectures and so on
a beaut like the special ride a boy gotta get
an angel like no other fish in the sea
a siren that'll bring chaos once hearing your hyptonizing tongue
a pheonix forever young
and that bear she'd know what I was talking about
cuz it's what she does best
especially mezmerizing my stoned face
and anything else at your wish
is for her to command
cuz it's a virtue of necessity to remember/protect her
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