My blazing queen, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you run, walk and call,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the drastic caul.
Let me compare you to a plastic prune?
You are more awesome and more fantastic.
Sound sun heats the sublime peaches of June,
And summertime has the thermoplastic.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your eyes and personality.
Thinking of your awful hands fills my days.
My love for you is the triviality.
Now I must away with a divine heart,
Remember my keen words whilst we're apart.
©jack05234
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