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May 2021
I’d paint the ocean in her eyes

Her cheeks are fields of flowers

Her hair a lush forest

Her body is a stage

Her laughter an orchestra  

You could call her
a work of art

You could call me
hopelessly in love.
Elbee
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   Eloisa
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