Love
He is my sun in the dawn;
His smile is my tiara.
His action has no clarity,
But his love has purity.
He brings joy in the sorrow,
And says let's hold hand together for better tomorrow.
He blush rarely;
And make sure I cry merely.
He fight without a thought called regret .
He apologise by having a big date.
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