I am short, he is tall
I am tint, he is fair
He calls me his doll
And handles me with care

He loves me alot
I do to, the same way
He is cool, I am not
Cute couples, people say

Holding hands, walking
Joking, and teasing
Laying on beach, talking
His every word, pleasing

When asleep, he snores
I told him sometime back
Like how the cow moos
Without its pack

I blushed, when he said
I purr, in my sleep
Blanket over my head
He likes to see me sleep

We are adults, yet
It feels like we are teens
In the rain, playing till wet
He says, am his queen

He has a heart of gold
Never discriminated my physique
Together we are growing old
Each moment, fills with magic

Cute couples, together forever
Love in love we always stay
Never leave me ever,
My love, he would always say...


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