Your beautiful face,
delicate features, carved in lace—
your laughter, a melody to my soul,
dancing to Pink, you make me whole.
Tiny toes, little jelly worms,
sleeping angel, you wiggle and squirm—
your breath's rise and fall,
calms my aching head.
Eyes grey-blue, ocean's depth,
mischief and commotion kept—
painted on your face, a spark in every space.
Perfect cherry lips,
Cupid's bow pierces my heart—
your smile's blinding light,
beacon in my darkest night.
Perfection wrapped in you,
grey and pink hue—
bunnies hopping in the field,
my love, your shield.
My love leaves me awestruck,
breathless, with protective love—
pink and grey, your vibrant spark,
lights my world through the past's dark.
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