Saturday, March 24, 2018

Day 83: She is...

She's not your usual girl 
Not one for your mind to twirl
Tho I speak as a hopeless one
Hoping my feelings begone
She's a fighter and a dancer
Yet serene and quieter 
Than usual you meet nowadays
Her unique personality, my heart's a blaze
She is my game of chess
Where I'm king and queen less
I fight for a cause
Yet can only speak in prose
All the people around me I abhor
Yet she rose and I adore
The world's my oyster? I wish
I'm allergic to shellfish
Meaning I have other
Meaning my world is her
Cheesy as it sounds
It's what my heart pounds

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