My Trio
My first
immense brown doe eyes
my artistic creation
visions and tunes
ebb from your soul.
Miss baby blue
a shade I've seen before
like a whip you are
a sponge, absorbing all.
My green eyed angel
such a sweet laugh
tickled out by a nibbled auricle.
Oh, how I love you,
all I would surrender
for your gain.
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