She's the mellow of sunset shades where the sky meets the sea
Rounding bonds of fondness as profound as it can be
Enticed intoxication and a timeless tease
Ecstasies of innocence, where the heart skips a breeze
Tormenting tantrums aplenty in the depths of her eyes
Anxieties, arrogance, apathy all are appalling lies
Moored be her hatred as pontoons in a storm
Altered sails can't make go parted coz it's her, my norm.
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