Long black hair
With a completion pretty far
Skinny frame, with some pretty brown eyes
That will see right through you if you tell her lies
Dilated if speaking upon her passions
And she wears clothes of generation z fashion.
Sits and listens without a word
But when she speaks it's impossible to be bored.
What did I do to deserve her? I ask the lord
Her overwhelming energy as she enters a room
Dashes any negative vibes that may loom
And I hope she knows I love her, until I go off to my tomb.
©joeyspoems
J