Her eyes are stormy seas
I stay afloat and gasp for air.
Between the waves I stray,
but somehow - no despair.
Her smile - like rays of Sun.
I hear her laugh - a gentle breeze.
With hair like cosmic fire,
What more can one desire?
For Daria
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