Mon, 04/09/2018 - 19:42 -- Adynna

who needs mornings 

when your peacful sleeping face brightens my day more than a desert sun

who needs sleep

when you're the dream I chase each night

who needs wings

when eternally falling for you feels so right


My candy sweet princess

with a fiery streak to make a pheonix jealous

blue eyes oceans wish they could swim in

and a beauty aphrodite would praise; if it didn't turn her tomato red or make he cry

flawless imperfect perfection

My goddess incarnate; and I


 Her humble servent

her knight in wrinkled t shirt

her teddybear to tease

and the second pair of eyes to relay the beauty shes blinded by


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