It begins
With fiery jokes about Canada
And your hair, blazing, untamed
Is it maybe your stunning mind
I am simmering, 180 degrees
Perhaps it is the cookies we bake,
The stories we share,
the laughter we shape
With such SERIOUS faces
I could look at you for hours.
Your beauty defies all words
But it's not even that —
Your charm and confidence —
you wear them like a crown
—I know it must hurt
It could be your ambition
That I truly love so much
This burning sensation is so strange
I know you won't like this, but
This love, like wine, leaves me
soaked, spinning, dizzy
I am just not used to this—
I've never wanted anybody to feel so good in life
But it is what I want for you
I feel so free,
You are too —
You know the moon is free falling too
Nov 26, 2024
Nov 26, 2024 at 1:39 PM UTC
It begins
With fiery jokes about Canada
And your hair, blazing, untamed
Is it maybe your stunning mind
I am simmering, 180 degrees
Perhaps it is the cookies we bake,
The stories we share,
the laughter we shape
With such SERIOUS faces
I could look at you for hours.
Your beauty defies all words
But it's not even that —
Your charm and confidence —
you wear them like a crown
—I know it must hurt
It could be your ambition
That I truly love so much
This burning sensation is so strange
I know you won't like this, but
This love, like wine, leaves me
soaked, spinning, dizzy
I am just not used to this—
I've never wanted anybody to feel so good in life
But it is what I want for you
I feel so free,
You are too —
You know the moon is free falling too
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