Tapiwa
Not beauteuos to say but you more than
A frog to kiss, In nous you inflicts these
Emotions that spins round and round in
My mind, irresistable and the pulse harsh.
With a gaze to your splendid torso, brings
Forth a maze, that I am lost in thy white
Rimed perplexing eyes only my portray to
See bewildered in the dark pigmented iris
If not this be error, an optic nerve Beauty
Then I have learnt to appreciate my lady
And comprehend in nous my lameo not
To voe thy affections. A figment of minds
More than a fantasy... That you are even
The reason to my dawn ejaculations awry
Craiz as it is Tapiwa words cant weird all
In that is deeply hidden in fragile hearts.
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