A cheesy attempt at love

She's beauty, she's grace

She's perfection down to the lace

That ties the garments around her limbs,

But that only just skims

The surface

Of the circus 

That makes up her beauty;

Her oddities make her a cutie.

Her smile inspired symphonies,

And I'd live in infamy

If I didn't use this chance

For a glance at romance.

This poem is about: 
Me

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