Her Free-Handed Beam
Against this blue uneven desk:
Overthinking. Forlorn. Isolated;
You must've bowled o'er the crescent moon.
How I often sketched you;
those perfect contours of your smile,
that honest bitten lips,
that lovely sullen face,
Always and always have been,
through the windowpane
of your childish innocence
Lovely. O'erjoyed. Contented.
Library was such a vista of ravishing glance!
Oh, how I tend to have captured you perfectly
When you're not exclusively mine.
Please do run and have fun
Savor the freedom
Find the perfect one.
Your life feasted in exquisite glee
Is your greatest gift for me.
Seeing you happy means
Is your greatest gift for me.
Seeing you happy means
possessing you entirely ;)
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