I wonder how Spain is
This time of year
Ahh,
Oh well
I got the best part of Spain
Yes,
She's right here!!!

She maketh me want to do better
She maketh me better
She is mine better!!
She is me
Tis,
I am also her!!!

Whilst the planet speaks of knowing love
Im sitteth here writing.....

One poem
Per every second
On every hour
In every week
For what the world thinks they know as love!!!

Now me,
I knoweth love!!!

Obvious
Ha
Yes!!

Obvious!!!

Who kneweth?
That a peasant
Such as mineself

Could be a blubbering
Head over heels baby

In just twelve days of time!!!
Ive lost mine mind!!
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Her pellucid aileron's
Upheaved me from that Hades
Her Artistry's done by god
Copied in van-gogh paintings!!!

They experience an exhilirating flight
Adrenaline of pure joy mixed with fright
Hair flying back in the summers breeze
They're as one with the birds in the trees
And as their feet reach out to touch the sky
I mourn my inner child

She is one of reasons behind the smile, that saves so many people.