It's not about your physical appearance.
That makes me call you pretty.
Never have been.
Never will be.
It's not anything particular.
That makes me admire you.
It just might be that I believe you deserve to hear.
Hello pretty.
Sure you pleasing to the eyes.
To a seeing eye guy.
Sure you pleasing to the eyes.
To a blind man,
Many do feel people pressence with their hands.
Hello pretty.
You simply a wonderful woman.
Words can't describe you.
Even tho' many has placed certain tags upon you
Aug 28, 2012
Aug 28, 2012 at 12:16 PM UTC
It's not about your physical appearance.
That makes me call you pretty.
Never have been.
Never will be.
It's not anything particular.
That makes me admire you.
It just might be that I believe you deserve to hear.
Hello pretty.
Sure you pleasing to the eyes.
To a seeing eye guy.
Sure you pleasing to the eyes.
To a blind man,
Many do feel people pressence with their hands.
Hello pretty.
You simply a wonderful woman.
Words can't describe you.
Even tho' many has placed certain tags upon you
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