Her name sounds like butterscotch
And she moves like a fairie
Whispering of whiskey kisses
And cooing like a songbird
Her laughter echoes in my ears
When I call her beautiful
She says my soul is lovely
And so is my poetry
If only she realized the power of her elfish grin
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 11:20 PM UTC
Her name sounds like butterscotch
And she moves like a fairie
Whispering of whiskey kisses
And cooing like a songbird
Her laughter echoes in my ears
When I call her beautiful
She says my soul is lovely
And so is my poetry
If only she realized the power of her elfish grin
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