Lily,

You are the glimmer in your eyes
The grooves around your smile
A sweetness to my days
The last I see of my nights
I am a poet when I think of you:
You are a rosy blush after a drink
A slight tilt of the head
A huddled ball when it’s cold
You are the person I wish to hold
To love and cherish, to be better for
My media naranja; my heavy heart
I’ll write my way back to you
From the doubts and fears, find faith
Grasp from the good of my soul
And display it for you to see
My loveliest,
You are the best I’ll ever know.

 

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