6 December 2012
She is a girl of the type that makes everything better
Her speech is like jazz, and her smile can change weather
Her ups and downs like a flying roller coaster
Always thrilling and exciting as a roadster
Her love for shoes and her hidden pain
Her childish dreams and kisses in the rain
How she loves to sit on the window ledge
And suddenly jumps straight through our hedge
The eager with which she sits on your lap
And glitter left in her bed like a trap
I admire he who she will for him bow
But of to lure her inn, I do not know how
Perhaps she'll guide you to see the light
Or maybe into an never ending night...
#10wordchallenge • Opuss № I