My lovely girl in red so bright,
My muse through sleepless nights of flight.
Your lips have clouded all my mind,
That’s why my tongue pushes yours to intertwine.
I won't forget your face in rest,
In haze or drunken dreams, my quest.
Even death, if it should dare,
I'll hold a moment, just to share,
To read again my verse of you,
In every line, my love shines through.
My lovely girl
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