Though I am not one of your gallant suitors,
That might be sending flowers and scarlet letters,
Though I do not live on the comfort of luxuries,
Not a royal blood, neither from noble machineries

Your graceful beauty and your heavenly body
Made me deeply drown and drive me crazy
Your roosy cheeks and delicately lips
Made me wonder how to do the French kiss

Your lovely voice very soothing through my ears
Like hearing a song from pop star Britney Spear
Your long black hair is very smooth and thin
Like the softness of your porcelain skin

My apologies for my brutal words
Like a newly polish sharply swords
It is not my turn to love you now
Coz today I am milking a cow

#mykindofpoetry
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