Imagination
She has the smiles that only heaven can see
Her heart loves calm and more softly
Even though her Body to decay soon
Her Love is like the sun that shines at noon
Something about her could drive one crazy
She could be a diva or the Orakle's baby
Jovial is her style, displaying like a dance
Choosing to let love pick us up for romance
But soon the music changed
Our love plan was rearranged
What we felt became strange
Like a crack gear to piston engaged
Guess soon she discovers
That We are truly lovers
Magic from the very start
Won't let ego tear us apart
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