Should I call it a fatal attraction...attraction that engages in verbs and actions...actions that responds to her reactions...captions are needed because at times I'm speechless...breathless, is what i titled this thesis...because I'm a mute...a mime when tackled by her beauty...but forced to talk because her eloquence triggers a response...In response, words like beautiful and gorgeous falters...bemused by her beauty so you're forced to alter...your dialect or diction...because her look is rare, close to extinction...is my love fiction?...that's what her conscious asks...because she seen past the glass of deception before...her reflection before, wasn't pretty and isn't hard to ignore...but yours, truly wants to spray a tint of happiness...I'm already breathless, just let me be a happy prince.
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