Eyes Like Blue Spruce
Silent lips, slightly curved upwards
Intense eyes like blue spruce, seem so cold
The fire glows and burns me with his smile
The fire bellows across my heart, an all consuming passion
When his slow southern drawl tickles my neck,
I am defenseless against his charms
Blue spruce is a blue green color, in case you don't know.
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