||~You Are~||

You give me pleasure,
You are like the blue sky,
You are my treasure,
The apple of my eye.

You are like the summer breeze,
You are a golden knife,
You are a disease,
But you, are my life.


You are that closed door,
Of which I’ve lost the keys.
You are a perfect score,
Of expertise.

You are the cherry on all the cake tops,
You are the glitter in the confetti pops.

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