There was a man,
He's perfect and fine.
His words make me feel better.
His smile sends me to shiver.
His touch makes me quiver.
There was a man,
Still perfect and fine,
His voice lulls me to peace.
His laugh brings me bliss
His wit is always such a tease.
There is a man,
Looking perfect and fine,
His tuxedo fits him well.
His bride looks like a miracle.
I now hear the wedding bell.
I always say, he's a perfect and fine
But I never said that he became mine.
-xxv
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Rainbow Sky ( A Collection )
PoetryDrabbles and poems of thoughts of people living under the rainbow sky. (c) PurpleMindedGirl
