• parrotpen 5w

    More than I think

    She is my perfect coral,
    The one whose love I cannot defy,
    For my heart is sealed just for her,
    And my mind is billed only to her

    When I open to read, it's her glowing eyes I see,
    For she is the torch I hold when the day seems old,
    And my glucose when my blood looks cold.

    Her voice is the only wave that kills my boredom,
    For whenever I'm dull,
    I only have to call.
    I love her more than I think I do.
    ©parrotpen