She makes me feel incredible,
Even these overcast skies,
Seem a brilliant blue,
Since the moment i met her.
My feet were viciously sore,
From the trip around the world,
Coming home i found what i want,
Hidden in those beautiful brown eyes.
My most sincere addiction,
Is hidden in that shy smile,
Each faded emotion sparking,
Given a new life in an old world.
Even the blackest aspects of my life,
I shrug off as though they held no weight,
My shoulders are light as a feather,
My eyes hold new found purpose.
For your unconditional caring,
For your wonderous insticnts,
I can happily say,
It's all your fault.
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Does she read your poetry?