Her smile, ironic as always
she, beutiful in al the ways
happy, great, explendid
like the wind on winter
my love falls on you
like the leafs fall on automn,
you make me feel awsome
but I know you dont love me
your eyes, desribe your pasion
your body your fashion
and although you dont love me
I do love you
your eyes are like fire winkles
your mouth like a cave
guarding all of you
you ears hear your eye´s voice
and let me tell you they make noise
by Alex Cardini
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