Christian
Brown is her eyes
As is her hair
Absolute beauty naturally
Results from this pair
Music is the sound
That of her voice
Desire can’t be controlled
One has no choice
Staring at
The beauty of her face
Is just enough
To make ones heart race
Her mind is of the ages
With conversation, ones thoughts
Uncontrollably rage
For talking to her
To some is so intimidating
It seems as though
She is patiently waiting
So deep are those eyes
Of this reserved girl
To date one would give
This entire world
Personality is so sweet
Talking to her is a treat
Now more I must learn
Of this little ladies mystic
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