Allie Kohaul
She is sweet.
She is bitter.
She leaves me lying with headaches
but also with understanding.
She is there for me when I'm down
and also when I'm up.
She encourages me to do things I normally wouldn't
as well as things I probably shouldn't.
She is my greatest influence
and potentially my greatest downfall.
Her scent lingers on my breath.
I crave her.
I look forward to her in the evening
but loathe her in the morning.
My mother does not approve
but she is my perfect woman.
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