I saw you were wearing a red cap
Lying on a arm chair you were taking a nap
Your front two teeth have a small gap
Your wild tresses are like flowing rivers on a map
All these things are so so cute
Ever noticed that in front of you I go mute
I wonder if I wear suit and boot
Would you notice this lovesick coot
But I've to take the risk
Of proposing you soon
Or you'll slip outta my life smooth and brisk
And soon I'll turn into a single loon
I hope the feelings are mutual
You love me, tell me it's factual
Our love will be a beautiful ritual.
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Untamed Souls
PoetryI'm a wild, strong, impulsive girl and I proudly own it. This place is full of poetry celebrating true essence of sacred feminine which exists in every one of us womens. Yes! I've had my fair shares of pain and bouts of depression but all of them m...
