Girl Trouble

To my Beloved..


You stole my heart; I know not how.
As in your radiance did I bow.
Of this I’m certain, sure.
Blinded to see you, only perfect & pure.

You’re beautiful, caring, graceful, divine.
Could anyone be so perfect; so fine?
You’re intelligent, exciting, a challenge, secure
To love you is never a bore.


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