Her
Her smile is like the sunshine,
Her eyes are like the sea.
I honestly don't know what she sees in me,
She's like an angel who was sent free.
When she speaks it sounds like music and I want to put it on repeat,
I hope she knows what she means to me.
Copyright © Emily Sneed | Year Posted 2015
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