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An Ode To My Schatz

An Ode To My Schatz

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Our eyes met and I quivered,

For that ephemeral sight, I was too shy to bear.

Serendipity is what destiny brought,

Your soul with mine & the path became clear.


I still recall that bewitching smile, alluring like a rainbow,

The prepossessing vulnerable gaze.

Like the moon on a starry night, serene & tranquil,

A divine sunshine, your soul radiates!


The shine in your iris, when you stun the sun,

Those youthful dangling hair when left loosen.

Your vibes & cheer, no less than a fawn,

Sweet as a unicorn, from dusk till dawn.


You've got pretty little tantrums, like a mischievous child,

I can’t take my eyes off, whenever you smile.

Like the heavens & sky which meet rarely,

I’d trade my life for a faintest glance daily.


There's a mysterious vulnerability when you stare into my soul,

Deep down I’m sure that I’m already sold.

A certain fear & hope fires your spark,

With a mesmerizing beauty from light till dark.


The cutest mascara, your eyes do wear,

Our futures do feel like a certain bliss.

For our journey is etched in stone,

And you’re the queen of my adamantine throne.


Calm and peace rests in your lap,

Warm cuddles in the cold winter nap.

I blush when I imagine myself proposing,

I so wish in life of doing our own thing.


There's charm & elegance when you wear that dress,

There’s a weird abstract when your hair’s a mess.

You smell like flowers, a bunch of roses,

I still wonder how you make me guess.


I wish to see the dark night sky,

And sharing sunsets on the beach.

Hugging together on the highest cliffs,

Holding hands together even in tiffs.


My heart trembles with fear,

If a day passes when I don’t hear,

The aches of being alone scares

We're together in it like a Stallion & Mare.


I can’t write no more, the sheet is wet,

For there was a twist of fate when we first met.

Enchanted, is always how I feel,

For you are sortable, I love your zeal.


My ode comes here to an end,

Our lines do intersect at every bend,

I cry whenever your presence is missed,

I’ll trade 1000 years in hell, just for another kiss!


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