She
is my mystifying lady
She
is always with me
whom
I love the most
whom
I never leave lost.
She
is my sunshine,
the
lyric and my rhyme.
We
aren't together
yet
I keep her forever.
She
isn't the one.
She
is someone.
lone
I have witnessed her
when
she was there.
She
isn't what they perceive
She
is what my heart receive
I
wish she could have been the same
whose
u don't know the name.
As
I let know you
the
one makes me blue.
You
can't recognize my baby
She
is not so easy.
I
wish I cud make her mine
and
take her with me on cloud no. nine.
I
will say
when
I'll make my way.
She
is so pretty
that
crafts me forget my duty
she
is curly
hates
being girly.
She
is twisted,
detests
being decked.
This
may harm.
May
make rout her charm.
You
can spot my sense
when
I possess the presence
A
smirk on my face
like
a minute ago triumphed a race.
I
m sheltered,
utterly
isolated.
I
am bemused
brutally
boozed.
She
is the rose
She
is the idol.
She
is at the appose
She
is the crystal.
Do
you need to know?
I
aimed all my blow,
being
short of words.
She
is just my bluebird.
She
is herself entire,
feathered
by her attire.
Sorry,
my friend I fail
to
make her reveal.
She
is pervasive.
She
is suasive.
She
is elegant,
ended
me ardent.
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