Oh please, let it be told.
She smiles every time, I catch her like a cold.
My love is like cancer.
It spreads all over but it isn’t malignant.
No need for the doctor because damn!!!, I’m the answer.
And I chose to insist on being persistently consistent.
Retaliation is always so close to failure.
But regrouping always catches the enemy unaware.
For her flowing locks, I thank the tailor.
Because she is so unique, much better than rare.
Mmmmmhhhhhh, I’ve got to do this.
Walk closer to my peace.
Let the pressure out with a hiss.
And take back what was on lease.
Enjoy parts of life, I don’t wanna miss.
Without a care like my baby niece.
Lose the facade but gain a lovely piece.
Blow to her this poem like my first kiss.