I thought the stars were beautiful,
Thought sky had the best grace,
I believed the moon was the only cool,
All came true until I saw your face
I wrote abt your beauty, they took as a lie,
Lier was told I, till they saw ur twinkling eye,
Cuteness? Asked I, told I the angel falls,
They forgot to remember your jaw dropping curls
I never felt perfection, until I took your name,
God made you cute, its not your blame!
I praise you, which I do, dnt call me naughty,
Oh my holiness, how can you handle all those beauty!!!!
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