To You Comments

You asked for nice words and poetic verse, My writing brain coud not be worse.
To talk to you scrambles my thoughts, my words come out my mouth like im a stammering wreck talking nonsense of that im cursed.
An air of mystery shrouds you as i try to get to know you more,
I see your long hair captured in the wind, i hear its movement as if music playing in my ears as it wraps around your face framing your immense beauty for all to see.
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