I saw her on Saturday,
I wanted time to not move and stay.
It was a full moon that night,
Her eyes where so bright.
She makes my heart beat fast,
Wanting every moment to last.
Her black hair,
A soul that’s rare.
Her lips soft like a rose,
Wanting her so close.
She doesn’t know how she makes me feel,
A woman that is honest and real.
The way she speaks to me,
Her conversation is as deep as the sea.
Her vibrant spirit I admire,
Her energy powerfully transmits fire.
She doesn’t know how much she inspires me,
I want the world to see what I see.
Meeting her is a gift,
She will always be my bliss.
I saw her on Saturday,
I wanted every second to last longer that day.
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