An angel smiled
Stared me in the face
He presented me with the essense of his grace
Beauty is the meaning of the true love
It was love at firt site with the brown beauty from above
His style put me through extasy
A little bit of poetry in his swagger
Cupid shot me in the heart
With his pistal of affection
I staggered
It was the reluctant time we spent apart
Nothing could keep me from you
Not time, Not space
I perpetrated running from place to place
So this is a one hundred percent real love and truth
My soulmate
My love
In my eyes you are a dove
I love you
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