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This Girl I Know
February 25, 2010
Counting 25 lovely days monthly
Is something I’m looking forward fully
But I hated 26th, and she has no idea
That freakin’ day sent me in paranoiahhhh!!
Before the night we would depart
I watched her sleep from my heart
With closed eyes I can see it right
How Angelic she was in that sight
I may be the corniest Poet in the universe
But I’d make her the loveliest in every verse
She rightfully is a walking work of art
I confess my amazement from the very start
Her hair sways in the open like cotton
Her hands are still soft though troublesome
A woman filled with mystique and tranquility
A person with indescribable personality
Complete poetic definition of a mean girl
A teaser, so don’t get caught in her twirl
I’m actually grinning while doing this poem
Oh Sweety, don’t spank me when you’re home
She can easily crush me with a hand
But she’d never do it even with my demand
She looks best when she starts smiling
Lines from her face send my mind flying
She is born with Sardonyx for felicity
A Prepared Leo with a flower of Poppy
The bright Sun being her guiding star
Sunny Saturday can get her very far
This girl I know of walks with me
This girl I speak of is Sweety
She simply is dah man’s man
And I simply am, still, the lucky one
