Blue eyed girls with wonky teeth...
Seems they're always tempting me.
Their eyes as blue as the Baltic sea.
Like a ship inside a bottle, they have captured me.
My eyes the shade of dirt and tree-
her eyes, that resonate with thee.
I recognize her wonky teeth,
it shows more things that lie beneath.
She hides them when she's weeping,
she shows them when she's high.
I see her face of pure perfection,
her body just as fine.
I'm thankful for this girl's wonky teeth,
her body so divine.
Couldn't ask for a better view, like the sun she shines.
- Author: Adrianna Kjeld (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 28th, 2017 22:38
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 21
Comments1
nice!!!
Thank you so much!
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