His eyes are like crystal blue steams,
His hair is a golden color,
Only seen in my dreams,
His skin is as soft and smooth as silk,
And looks as creamy as fresh cold milk.
When I look at him,
And hear his voice,
My heart beats faster,
It has no choice,
My stomach flutters endlessly.
I only wish that he could see,
How much his love,
Means to me !!!
Dear Tracy,
the poem is such wonderful and Nick is !!
You're very talented !
Thank you
the sunshine coo