I see your face when im dreaming,
thats why i always wake up screaming.
kind, inteligent,loving and hot,
this describes everything you are not.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so a you,
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl is empty,
and so is your head.
I love your eyes,your smile and your face,
DAMN im good at tellin lies.
My love you take my breath away,
What have you steped in to smell this way
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