Dear God, will she be mine?
I am imagining stories and creating a fictional lifeline,
Thoughts fly like a kite,
Creating a divine ambiance so fine.
I would have written many fictional poems,
But now I have a person to define.
She knows me more than myself,
She's an element of joy,
pouring sunshine. Her eyes are so deep, like wine.
Her cuteness can melt anything,
in no time.
Scolding is her love language,
I love listening to her opine.
She's incredibly intelligent,
a nocturnal canine.
Always striving to keep things
simple, clean, and fine.
Her voice is irresistibly sexy,
her beauty divine.
I haven't seen a genuine gem
whose perfection can outshine.
She is the one and only,
One poem or one book cannot suffice to define.
Dear God, will she be mine?
Dear God, will she be mine?
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