so this is like the only happy poem in the bottomless pit of poetry in my bookbag, so enjoy (meh 100th post)
I love it wheen he looks at me
eyes are shining blue
I love it when he says my name
like I don't have a clue
I love it when he holds me tight
so dreams are happy in bliss
I loved it when he touched my lips
and gave me my first kiss
I love when he comes over at night
and hope he stays a while
But most of all I love one thing,
his beautiful, wonderful smile!
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