For Emily Is Always Summer
Even if roses are no longer seen in winter, she manages to make them bloom with a smile.
Even if the sun should stop shining she always manages to bring the light with her wild side.
Even if the night were to obscure the most beautiful thoughts with nightmares she prays and as if by magic she survives.
Even if she has to be too much with her head in the clouds, she manages to float there as if there were a party, like a young Dorothy.
She younger than all her brothers, everyone knows that for Emily it's always summer, her cheeks abound with kisses and caresses and she sees nothing but petals and beauties.
Even if it doesn't always be like this, she melts hate into honey and becomes the sweetest drink ever made, oh Emily she sees summer everywhere.
Even on the stormiest of days she's just end up being extraordinaire.
Her laughter explode and grow stronger like a thunder, she's just walk gracefully enchating each male gazes. She's got a heart of fire, she's just Emily.
oh Emily, with a mind of diamond and the innocence of Wendy Darling, she was born to be seen moi petite cheri.
Copyright © Moon Light | Year Posted 2023
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