So much adds to her, oh where do I begin,
Her sharp green eyes like emeralds on her sun kissed skin
Her bangles clang while her boots thud
My heart races when she walks near, I'm afraid she could hear
And I notice she smells of sweet rose buds
She is unique, with her Beatles shirt
and her short white skirts
Her infectious smile, shaming the stars
I swear, I'm her biggest admirer
Her hair drapes over her shoulders, falling down her back
Gentle waves of cascading auburn hair
She's the definition of beauty, to be exact
Like a summers night, like the last light of day
Like the harvest moon, it takes all my will to hold my swoons at bay
I love this Bohemian girl, with her oddities and all
My lovely bohemian girl, she keeps me enthralled
A name to grace my lips, never so sweet;
Ivy
And now my love is complete
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 7:50 PM UTC
So much adds to her, oh where do I begin,
Her sharp green eyes like emeralds on her sun kissed skin
Her bangles clang while her boots thud
My heart races when she walks near, I'm afraid she could hear
And I notice she smells of sweet rose buds
She is unique, with her Beatles shirt
and her short white skirts
Her infectious smile, shaming the stars
I swear, I'm her biggest admirer
Her hair drapes over her shoulders, falling down her back
Gentle waves of cascading auburn hair
She's the definition of beauty, to be exact
Like a summers night, like the last light of day
Like the harvest moon, it takes all my will to hold my swoons at bay
I love this Bohemian girl, with her oddities and all
My lovely bohemian girl, she keeps me enthralled
A name to grace my lips, never so sweet;
Ivy
And now my love is complete
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