May 16, 2011
Your flowery radiance is my fairyland
You are my priceless shooting star
So vulnerable even when motionless
You are the apple of my eye, the be-all end-all
Your smell is to heaven and you are so admirable to those around you
Your countless traits couldn’t dare disappear into thin air
My love for you is unquestioned
The main question is; are we to be, or not to be?

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