Her
Look at her With her pale blushed skin Illuminating herself on every whim She smiles at me with her ginger grin Piercing my soul repeatedly Over and over again When I sit across from her in a room As she speaks, her words loom into my ears So bold and so fierce That they demolish my every fear When I stare at her, which is compulsive to say the least Her eyes do the most enchanted thing They remind me of Mary Elizabeth Winstead’s Hauntingly beautiful They absolve my internal beast Her heart is like an uncharted sea Any time she lets me in My inner pirate takes over Vast and impetuously She is refined to the likes of Grace Kelly Exuding warmth and sensuality That lingers onto me like a misty silhouette I must confess to her Yet my friends implore me to leave it be How can I convince her? I’m simply her everything
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