There arent a poem that fits you
Nor good enough words to choose
I dont even know which launguge to use
You are like the nature, birds and the sea
In everything that feels good to me
With your brown eyes and smile beyond the skies
As beutiful as moonlight nights
With your words of spell and a flowers smell
Makes magic everywhere you go
People youll meet, places youll see
Turns to roses from your tornado
Instead of a poem you always have a rose from me